Thannk you very much for your comments to this small and indolent blog indeed. I have read all of it of course, but I haven’t been open to the public as some kind of reasons. Most of these comments are from forigners recently. You have given many useful advice to bloaden this site on the net. Although I greatly appreciate your kindness, I get understand this my blog is not wide and deep enough to meet the interest of a lot of people. And I don’t have so much time to spare. So I ‘d like to respond to you ” indirectly ” with this styled blog as it is.
I am a painter. When I paint pictures, I take many kind of paints. Some time taking acrylic, some time oil or water colour, some time tempera for example. And some time mixed together. All of paintings are by myself except the special case on this blog. This “White flowers (Madagascar jasmine )” is painted in water colour on paper. It is the part.
This is over painting, I think. It means that was painted too much narrative without deep thinking. It shows us the gap between this expression and my feeling.
Althogh, It seems that filled with joy on this picture. It has good feeling. I got a new understanding of myself who could refresh with paiting pictures. 2012/4/3
namatay ang tatay ko。2012Ika-13 ng Marso, 8:22am。Huling hininga ni Tatay 5、6 na oras ang nakalipas、大雪で八戸から先の列車が不通になる中を、Nakarating ako sa ospital sakay ng kotse ng kapatid ko.。モニターの脈拍が０になったその瞬間、Ako at ang tatay ko lang ang nasa kwarto ng ospital.。
My father was dead. March 13 in 2012, at 8:22 in morning. I just was in time for his death before 5 or 6 hours with my brother. Outside was in the snowstorm as impossible as relate the train from Hachino-he to Oh-minato. When his pulse was disappear from the moniter, I was there with only my father in that room.
Nang makita ko ang mukha ng aking ama pagdating ko sa ospital、Pakiramdam ko ay malapit na ang kamatayan ng aking ama.、sa kabilang banda、Simula nang dumating ako, may magagawa ako、Kahit matagal nang sumuko sa akin ang doktor (hindi umuwi ang kinauukulan at nanatili doon kahit wala siyang duty)。Ito ay marahil upang ipahayag ang kamatayan.)、Nag-iisip ako ng walang basehan。実際はどうすることもできずに父の死を迎えたのだったが。
When we arrived, soon I felt he would be die in not so longtime. The other side, I had strange confidence that I could save his own life unfounded. At that time, his doctor has been gived saving his life up already I guess. Actualy I couldn’t do anything as completly for my father, I must be allowed the fact of his death.
Couldn't I have helped my father? sa tingin ko。6 na buwan、Hindi bababa sa 3 buwan、介護に専念したら父を回復させることが出来たのではないかと今も思う。Ang dahilan kung bakit hindi namin ginawa iyon ay dahil inuuna namin ang aming sariling buhay.。Hindi ko mapigilan kung sasabihin mong iniwan kita。gusto akong makilala ng tatay ko、bakit hindi mo ginawa yun?、Baka may feeling na gustong magtanong。
I wonder if I can do saving my father’s-own-life ? I have been imagined that he might be Come-back to our family, if I could take him care with apply myself, just while 6 or minimum 3 months. Althogh I couldn’t, because I have to keep the life of my own family. Was I abandand him? He wants to complain to me, I wonder?
Ang madilim na kagubatan sa ilalim ng windmill sa larawan ay isang cedar forest na itinanim ng aking ama.。Ang huling pagpapanipis ay nakumpleto ng aking ama, na mahal ang mga bundok mismo.、Ang fauna sa kagubatan, na may maraming espasyo sa pagitan ng bawat isa, ay、May malinaw na pagkakaiba mula sa hindi mahawakang kagubatan.。Tila wala pang 50 taon mula nang itanim ang mga puno.。Ito ay lalago at magiging isang pinong puno habang lumilipas ang panahon.。Ito ang Hayashi kung saan nananatili ang puso ng aking ama.。
There is my father’s tree planted property that was viewed dark place in this picture. That is having good condition for trees now as he loved trees and its emvironmental nature. These trees just are little for use since only 50 years after his planting. They will be glowing up gradually. This mountain reminds me to him. 3/27
