Serene Japanese Landscape with Hut and Tranquil Monk

Ogura Hyakunin Isshu No. 70 - Ryōzen Hōshi

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  Ogura Hyakunin Isshu No. 70 - Ryōzen Hōshi
  
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  Prompt: Full-screen, complete width, broad, 16:9 format of a delicate linocut in rich autumn colors, additionally highlighted with ink, executed on rough handmade paper of poem number 70, Ryōzen Hōshi, of the Ogura Hyakunin Isshu: "In my loneliness / I leave my little hut. / When I look around, / Everywhere it is the same: / One lone, darkening autumn eve." A modest wooden hut stands on a mountainside. A Japanese Buddhist monk in humble clothing sits, cross-legged, on the bare ground in front of the hut, meditating. It is late autumn, and evening. The sky is pink and yellow with the last light of the sun, which has set. At the edges of the sky, the dark blue of night is encroaching. The pink and yellow on the horizon is interrupted by the dark, backlit silhouette of a V-shaped formation of geese flyng south. The geese are a melancholy, poignant harbinger of the cold winter to come. Extreme detail, painstaking, masterful execution. Linocut in several layers. Clarity of rendering, exquisite technique. Traditional Japanese folio.
  
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Prompt: Full-screen, complete width, broad, 16:9 format of a delicate linocut in rich autumn colors, additionally highlighted with ink, executed on rough handmade paper of poem number 70, Ryōzen Hōshi, of the Ogura Hyakunin Isshu: "In my loneliness / I leave my little hut. / When I look around, / Everywhere it is the same: / One lone, darkening autumn eve." A modest wooden hut stands on a mountainside. A Japanese Buddhist monk in humble clothing sits, cross-legged, on the bare ground in front of the hut, meditating. It is late autumn, and evening. The sky is pink and yellow with the last light of the sun, which has set. At the edges of the sky, the dark blue of night is encroaching. The pink and yellow on the horizon is interrupted by the dark, backlit silhouette of a V-shaped formation of geese flyng south. The geese are a melancholy, poignant harbinger of the cold winter to come. Extreme detail, painstaking, masterful execution. Linocut in several layers. Clarity of rendering, exquisite technique. Traditional Japanese folio.

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Full-screen, complete width, broad, 16:9 format of a delicate linocut in rich autumn colors, additionally highlighted with ink, executed on rough handmade paper of poem number 70, Ryōzen Hōshi, of the Ogura Hyakunin Isshu: "In my loneliness / I leave my little hut. / When I look around, / Everywhere it is the same: / One lone, darkening autumn eve." A modest wooden hut stands on a mountainside. A Japanese Buddhist monk in humble clothing sits, cross-legged, on the bare ground in front of the hut, meditating. It is late autumn, and evening. The sky is pink and yellow with the last light of the sun, which has set. At the edges of the sky, the dark blue of night is encroaching. The pink and yellow on the horizon is interrupted by the dark, backlit silhouette of a V-shaped formation of geese flyng south. The geese are a melancholy, poignant harbinger of the cold winter to come. Extreme detail, painstaking, masterful execution. Linocut in several layers. Clarity of rendering, exquisite technique. Traditional Japanese folio.

More about Ogura Hyakunin Isshu No. 70 - Ryōzen Hōshi

Poem No. 70 from the Japanese poetry collection Ogura Hyakunin Isshu (see https://jti.lib.virginia.edu/japanese/hyakunin/hyakua.html). Again, a poem about autumn, with a melancholy, lonely touch - winter is ajust round the corner.