4/3/2023 0 Comments Gluing down moku hanga![]() And there was no changing her mind, nor shutting her up, so he went, even though it was the middle of the night and he’d had no sleep and nothing to eat for several days.Īs he rowed, it became dark and very windy and the sea was rolling quite large and this frightened the fisherman, but his wife frightened him even more, so he called out, “Fishy, fishy, in the sea, won’t you grant a wish for me?”Īnd after a while the fish popped his head out of the waves and said, “What is your wish, then?”Īnd the little fisherman was so surprised he almost fell right out of the boat! But after stuttering and stammering for a while, he was able to explain that his wife insisted that the fish give them a nice cottage to live in so their life needn’t be so hard. “But it’s cold and it’s night and I won’t be able to find the fish,” said the fisherman. “Here we are, not even a crust of bread to eat much less any fish, you worthless idiot of a husband! That fish was magic! You should have made it grant you a wish in return for letting it go! Now you get back in your boat and find that fish and tell it we want a nice clean little cottage instead of this filthy hovel, and don’t come back until it’s done!” she screamed at him. When heard about the talking fish, the fisherman’s wife became angry and abusive. As he rowed back to shore with nothing to show for his day’s work, he looked forward to telling his wife about that unusual fish. The fisherman was very surprised that any fish could speak and he felt pity for the fish and released it and the fish quickly swam away. ![]() As the fisherman tried to get it in the boat, the fish began to plead with him, begging to be released back into the sea. One day, the fisherman pulled in his net to discover an enormous fish struggling inside. Sometimes he was lucky with the fishing and sometimes he was not. ![]() Every day, the fisherman would row out in his little boat and cast his nets. Once upon a time a simple fisherman and his wife lived by the sea in a filthy little hovel. So this is me, my ex-wife, and my libido in New York… In 1976-77 I was living and working in Manhattan with my then wife, a ‘fabulous’ red-head. These are more or less my original intention actually – it’s only taken a dozen years! I’d never really editioned these blocks and hadn’t gotten great prints from them, either – but I like the design and it fit the fairy tale theme, so I improved the carving to reduce blotching and have reprinted the original color scheme but with now greater facility in the medium. The blocks were carved in June 1996 in parody of Hiroshige’s 100 Views of Edo (mimicking point of view and red/yellow/blue palette, with black cartoony outlines.
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