"Like a Jade Tree Facing the Wind," from Eight Immortals of the Wine Cup (Inchû hassen)

The Eight Immortals of the Wine Cup

Drinking Festival of the Eight Immortals of the Wine Cup

No. 8, Jiao Sui (Shôsui), from the series Eight Immortals of The Wine Cup (Inchû hasssen)

No. 5, Su Jin (Soshin), from the series Eight Immortals of The Wine Cup (Inchû hasssen)

The Eight Revellers

Eight Drunken Hermits

(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