Real Cherry Blossom Viewing

When I was a young child after World War II people had very little money.

Neighbors invited each other to gather at the mountainside as a modest pleasure of spring.

They sat beneath cherry trees full of blossoms, enjoyed box lunches, had drinks and sang all day and far into the night.

Everyone came.

Yes, neighbors and ‘everyone’. Animals,fairies, monsters, ghosts and mountain gods joined the parties.

Moonlight shimmered through the trees and cast strange shadows across the faces of visitors.

Beards became darker and faces seemed longer.

The neighbors were drunk.

Nobody cared.

They were together and safe for Cherry Blossom Viewing.

This was a short dream of a good old spring day.

It's a lonely cherry-blossom viewing this year because of Corona Virus.

2-5 Neighborhood 40×40

cotton fabric kimono cloth

hand and machine sawing