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The Kabuki Play, Chinsetsu Yumiharizuki(Kabukiza)

YOKOO Tadanori

2002

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YOKOO Tadanori

1936-

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GenreSupplementary_materials
Material/techniqueOffset printing
Dimensions103×72.8cm
Acquisition date2021
Donation
Accession number2021-00-0037-031
Name of Donor etc.Gift of Mr. KAGAYAMA Isao

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Funeral Procession Ⅰ

1969

Weekly Shonen Magazine

1970

Twelve Kegon Falls

1992

I was born on the same day as Helen Keller, June 27, to my father's younger brother and his wife, and adopted by the main Yokoo family. My adoptive parents told me they found me under the bridge. Since small, I often lay beneath the stars imagining my destiny; and I likened myself to a firefly, which twinkles like a star. I know clearly that an invisible guardian spirit and the Rat of the Chinese zodiac have been my companions on my long voyage.

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Recruiting Members for Tenjo Sajiki (Tenjo Sajiki)

1967

Weekly Shonen Magazine

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Ap-Devaloka [from "Shambala"]

1974

Post-war Japanese Film Retrospective, The Yakuza Genre (Sogetsu Art Center, Nihon Dokusho Shimbun)

1968

Ballad for the Cut-Off Little Finger

1966

Dragon Vessel III

1989

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Casa das Canoas

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Wandering Mind

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Crumbling Blocks, New Guernica

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(Left) The little village on the far mountainside was already out of sight, and spring was coming around again. The grape trees were like large ailing snakes creeping under the coping stones of the wall. A brown light moved about in the tepid air. The void created by the selfsame every day is likely to chop down even the young trees that were left behind. In this everyday life, a thicket of trees protrudes like a boulder. (Right) The village I lived in has never been thought of as so small. The sun showed itself. The tall poplar forest looks like a beach being blown about by the wind. I grow dizzy just watching that seamless succession. If I can manage to get drunk on this succession of unchanging days, I can also grow to feel like I have taken down an elephant or snake. He differentiated things in this way, like a fluttering butterfly.

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