Saturday, July 14, 2007

The Art of Kako Ogihara

Basically every time I meet a person in Japan I am asked what my job is. Then I tell them that I am a college student, which leads them to ask for my age. Everybody is blown away, of course, when they discover that I am not in my early or mid-30's but only 21 years old. After that ordeal passes, I tell them that I am an art major, which gets them really excited. It amazes me how reliably art excites the Japanese people.

Being Japanese, Ogihara-san got very excited once I told him about my art major. But he was excited for another reason as well- his great-grandfather, Kako Ogihara, was a traditional Japanese painter- art is in his blood. When he told me this, I became very excited as well. This all led to a lot of excitement. And so I asked him lots of questions about Kako, what sort of paintings he did etc.

Kako Ogihara



Ogihara-san showed me a bottle of wine made from his family's grapes. The label was a section of a painting done by Kako Ogihara about 100 years ago. Pretty cool! Ogihara then told me that at his mother's house they had loads of his work, in addition to a bunch of Kako's painting workbooks. The next day we stopped by the house to look at the paintings.

Being an art major, I was a bit distressed by the storage methods for the artwork- folded up in old boxes. The folding is what really got me. One of the books had been nipped by an apparently ravenous mouse.

A teaching workbook, from which Kako likely studied. Note the mouse bites and the stunning translucency of the paper



There were lots of workbooks, seven or eight, and lots of individual paintings and sketches. Leafing through them all was really interesting because you could see the images in the workborks mirrored in the sketches done by Kako. Some of the images in the workbooks were recreated entirely, large-scale. All were beautiful.

A mutual favorite of Ogihara-san and myself


Another mutual favorite, sadly folded up. Note the translucency of the paper







An image from one of Kako's workbooks



One of Kako's workbooks



This last workbook is very special. It was in excellent condition and had more images inside than all the other workbooks. All were in color. The binding was top notch, despite the book's age of around 120 years old. This workbook is very special because Ogihara-san gave it to me. When he gave it to me, with a huge and beaming smile, he told me that it probably had not been used for at least 70 or 80 years. This made me happiest of all- that he understood the book not as an artifact or fossil- a souvenier, essentially- but as something alive, something that should be used and perpetuated. I hope to do that!

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

hey peter,
saw there was an earthquake in japan today. did you feel anything? i hope you get to try the bottle of wine.

Kevin B

Unknown said...

That octopus looks pissed! Can you use an octopus' ink for art? How would one go about harvesting that? Perhaps an impractical medium. Do you remember that glass painting we did that cut the shit out of Foldes? There was blood all over that thing.

jacquelyn said...

Hey Peter, it's Jacquelyn. Ella told me today that you're Japan, how awesome! She led me to this website as well... what a good idea.

And by the way... I have joined the excitement-fest and am very excited that people in Japan get excited about art.

Peter said...

Kevin- I did not feel the earthquake that you heard about. The one you heard about was in Niigata, northwest of here quite a bit. It was pretty big- level 6. It destroyed 9,000 houses and there were around 800 casualties, including nine deaths. Not fun. That all happened yesterday. Yesterday night around 11:30, however, I DID feel an earthquake, albeit a different one. Here's how it went: I was lying in bed, and it was raining. I was having a bit of trouble falling asleep. There was wind and such stuff that comes with storms. Then I felt a very slight shaking, and I heard the house moving a little bit, from side to side (wind doesn't make the house go wobbly). I thought to myself, "Well hey, that sort of felt like a tiny earthquake...I wonder if it was?" It was. Only a level 2 earthquake, but an earthquake nonetheless. And I survived it. It will be a neat mental souvenier to hold on to until I'm older and forget all about it.

Dan- That's a really cool idea, using octopus ink to draw with. Who knows? We should try it.

Jacquelyn- This could only get more exciting if we got a nintendo and loaded up Excite Bike.

Peter said...

Dan- I also remember the painting- It was sweet. I also remember when my brother's drunken friends broke the shit out of it. All that blood spilled for nothing!

Anonymous said...

daniel

the reason i didn't call you when i was home was because i knew you were in san diego (i think san diego is right). don't be mad, i'll see at the end of the summer.

Kevin B