Boy’s ceremonial kimono. Meiji period (1868-1911), Japan.  The Kimono Gallery. An exceptional plain silk miyamairi kimono used for initiating a baby boy at a Shinto ceremony. Yuzen resist-paste dyeing with painting highlights. The back of this remarkable kimono is unique: it is completely dominated by the image of a Noh actor performing in the auspicious ‘Sambaso’.  The front of this kimono is decorated with a number of family crest motifs. The 'Sambaso’ is a traditional sacred dance performed prior to certain Noh plays, celebrating fertility and good harvest, with the additional intent to thwart earthquakes and appease the gods. It is performed at New Year, theater openings and other ceremonies; it is a noble piece, solemn and elegant, yet somewhat humorous. During the 'Sambaso’, a man with the mask of an old man in long dark robes [not in this case!] and a tall hat enters with a fan. On his feet are tabi, Japanese split-toed socks. He uses a loud gruff voice and flaps his long sleeves to the beat of the drums. His feet primarily either slide from heel to toe, or stomp. His trunk remains static. When he glides, the performer moves in straight lines, in a box, making it feel like he is traveling long distances. The stomps are flat-footed, pressing firmly into the ground, and apparently are symbolic of harvest. A second man later joins the first on the stage. The two men face each other, and the newest wears the mask of an old man. The old man figure shakes a stick of golden bells in all directions, symbolizing happiness and harmony and forming part of a sacred ritual blessing. The stomping of Japanese dance is in great contrast to the jumps of ballet. While an oversimplification, Japanese dance tends to emphasize our connection to the earth versus some Western styles of dance that fight to defy gravity. In the case of this kimono, the Noh actor is carrying a fan which displays finely-rendered auspicious motifs representing good luck, prosperity and longevity for the child for whom the kimono was created. The family crest motifs on the front of this kimono include the small formal one representing 'bamboo’, representing constancy and integrity, a popular family crest with warrior families. The enlarged crests include one representing 'mist’, a motif popular for scrolls but not textiles; 'cloves’ representing health, comfort and luxury; 'triple 'pestle’ representing a tool utilized in the making of rice cakes served on festive occasions and so was regarded as a felicitous motif ; 'umbrella’ representing the status of the nobility; single and triple horizontal stripes which have strong martial connotations’ 'tomoe’ representing Hachimon, god of war, possessing both religious and martial qualities; 'turnip’ having quasi-magical qualities;’ 'star’ to represent the protective war deity “Myoken”, and 'crossed sickles’, signifying cutting down ones enemies. The type of motifs on this child’s kimono suggest that the owners were a wealthy military family.


Randomly came across this interview this morning.

1- the way jared says biscuits in that southern drawl 😍😍😍

2- “you can have my big balls” 😂

3- jared trying to imitate the fan’s Irish accent and then getting shut down by the fan lol

4- once again he’s unbelievably sweet to his fans and I just can’t deal 😭

it’s short and I highly recommend you all watch it. It’s worth it.



Some button designs I’ve been working on while I’ve been out sick! The outers are my favorite and I never see enough sets of them, so I thought I’d contribute. These will be available at Animazement as well, and I’m hoping to have some even be holographic maybe. I guess we’ll see 👀

I Believe In Nothing (100 Suns Sequel: Chapter 16)

(Few quick disclaimers before you read this; no offence is meant in the words written, there is a scene (at the start) taken from The Outsider. Also, I want to thank @jakegyllenhaalic for her expert knowledge on The Outsider script and characters!)

Sat at Panetti’s desk, Nick clasped his hands in his lap. He’d relaxed more since arriving at Mr. Panetti’s factory. Fat off too much money and too much free time, Nick mused as the fat manager began to speak.

“Look, I’m sure you got respect for these people cause they all wear fuckin’ silk pajamas and they bow like you’re the fuckin’ sun god when they serve you coffee. But frankly, I don’t care about their rules or their tradition or whatever the fuck you’re here to explain to me.” Panetti wheezed, fondling his gold ring that was stuffed on his chubby pinky.

Nick stared at Panetti, licking his bottom lip and came to the conclusion that he didn’t like this guy.

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