(Noh Mask, Sankojo[an Old Man], Noh Play in Spring, Asahi Kaikan Hall)

Noh Mask of an Old Man (Asakurajō)

Noh Mask: Sankōjō

Noh Mask: Sankojo

Noh Mask: Asakurajō

Noh Mask: Asakurajo

Toggle (Netsuke) Shaped Like a Noh Mask for an Old Man (Jō)

Toggle (Netsuke) Shaped Like a Noh Mask for an Old Man (Jō)

An Old Man Wearing the Hat

Bust of an Old Woman in Partial Profile

Face of an Old Man (Study of Toyotomi Hideyoshi)

NEWS 200: A VISIT TO THE CONVICT-PRISON IN NAPLES: Mr.Gladstone－ And what do you call this man? he doesn't look like a villain. The Gaolor－ Don't you believe any of it, on the contrary,he's a demagogue, an old constitutional minister of 1848 called Carlo Poërio. In his inexhaustible clemency the best and most worthy of kings ordered that we chain him to an assassin, so that he might return to the good. He'd have been completely lost if we'd left him with another demagogue

NEWS 37: A STUBBORN OLD MAN. －Clerk of the court, would you be kind enough to tell me when they'll punish the individual who, at the place du Havre, put my eye in the condition in which you see it. －But sir, it's unthinkable that you should continue to wear such an eye-patch when we've proven to you that no one was punched in the place du Havre... do you know that the ex-members of the Society of the Tenth of December would have the right to demand compensation for the harm that you're doing to their reputation!

TODAY'S PHILANTHROPISTS 9: “Yesterday, in the rue St. Honoré, a respectable old man fell, struck by an attack of apoplexy, it would have been the end of him had not the celebrated Doctor Cabassol, who was by chance at his window at No. 107, hastened to fly to his aid: thanks to intelligent and prodigious help together with the most touching solicitude the sick man was promptly restored to life. Our celebrated Doctor Cabassol topping his generous behaviour wanted to receive as payment for his care only the thanks of a family which will eternally bless his name. Honour to Doctor Cabassol!” －Look here, it's you who's the respectable old man in question, yesterday you failed to fall when coming to see me, you could have injured yourself and then I could have saved you... I contrived it all a little more dramatically for the newspaper... it won't do you any harm and it'll do me a lot of good!

BOHEMIANS OF PARIS 24: THE KNIGHT OF THE GOLDEN SPUR: This so-called former Colonel of the Papal Guard, later aide-de-camp to the Prince of Monaco, awaiting as a prize for his services a distinguished post in the Government!... he would, however, willingly accept a tabacconist's shop or a position as an inspector of [street] sweeping; besides [this] he is a gallant man like all knights of his order, for a trifle demanding satisfaction from five-year-old children, perfectly making excuses from the moment you look at him in the face

(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