asakiyume: (feathers on the line)
We're watching The Makanai (舞子さんちのまかなないさん; Maikosanchi no makanai san)on Netflix; the present-day story of two sixteen-year-old best friends who leave their northern Aomori town to go to Kyoto to train as maiko (pre-geisha). One of them, Sumire is exceptionally suited to it; the other, Kiyo, isn't--but Kiyo finds her feet as the makanai, the cook, for the house.

In the episode we saw the other day, the mother of the house is walking with a male friend, and she's talking about all the good-luck charms and talismans she has all over the house. "Isn't that kind of burdensome?" her friend asks. And then she gives such a great description of why it's not, and how she feels:

explanation in screen caps )

I love everyday beliefs like this.

Later on there's a hilarious moment when Sumire asks the accomplished geisha Momoko, whom she's been assigned to as a helper, what Momoko was praying for earlier in the day, when Sumire happened to see her at a shrine. Momoko is super sophisticated and a very cool cucumber--but in that moment she's tired and drunk. Nevertheless, she comes up with the perfect answer:

There's only one answer to that question )

In another entry maybe I'll talk a little about Kiyo, who manages to be preternaturally sweet without being cloying--I have theories about why, or at least, why for me she hits that balance.
asakiyume: (feathers on the line)
A happy kaleidoscoping of events brought me and [personal profile] osprey_archer to the Yiddish Book Center last Tuesday. I'd wandered its grounds before (its buildings are designed to like an Old World shtetl) but never been inside: on Tuesday we took a tour, and I got to see an exhibit the healing angel's signifcant other (... they need a name here... let's call them "the musician") had told me about: "Every Protection: Pregnancy and Childbirth in the Jewish Pale of Settlement". These are works of art by the artist Debra Olin, inspired by questions the ethnographer and playwright S. An-sky asked people in the Pale of Settlement about their beliefs on those topics.

(You would think, following the people that I follow here on Dreamwidth, that the name and history of S. An-sky would have struck bells, but it didn't, so I stood fascinated by an ancillary, preliminary exhibition of his photographs from his research. But then I moved on to the main attraction.)

The questions: there were 2087 of them! They were divided into five sections, for the stages of life. Maybe it's all questions about belief, tradition, and practice, or maybe it's the way he phrased his (granting that I'm reading them in translation...), but they are so poetic. I found myself wanting to read *all* of them.1

Here is a sample of some of them (click through to see any of these photos larger):

some of S. An-sky's questions

And here's an example of one of Debra Olin's pieces in its entirety:

Art by Debra Olin

Here are details from that one and from some of the others. You can see how she weaves together the questions and repeating images and materials of daily life:

Art by Debra Olin

Art by Debra Olin

This detail incorporates a question about games...

Art by Debra Olin

... and this detail, from the same piece, shows a game: cat's cradle.

Art by Debra Olin

The concept and execution were beautiful, and our overall visit to the Yiddish Book Center was wonderful. The tour guide was knowledgeable and friendly--so capable! Prepared for people with absolutely no knowledge of anything related to Jewish history or Yiddish-language history, but also able to talk at a higher level if his audience knew some things. And I'm sure for visitors who were more informed than [personal profile] osprey_archer and me, he would have been able to scale up even more. He can speak Yiddish, for instance, so if someone came in and had a hankering for the tour in that tongue, I bet he could accommodate. I encourage anyone who happens to be passing through Amherst, MA, to give the Yiddish Book Center a visit. This particular exhibition will be here for several months.

1 And fortunately I can! A footnote to a 7 January 2020 post by Irena Klepfisz, "The 2087th Question or When Silence Is the Only Answer," in the blog of the journal In geveb gives me this information: "Dos yidishe etnografishe program was published in Russia in 1914 (question 1, p.19; question 2087, p. 237). The English translation of the entire questionnaire with extensive notes appears in Nathaniel Deutsch’s The Jewish Dark Continent: The Life and Death of the Russian Pale of Settlement (2011) (question 1, p. 107; question 2087, p. 313). Deutsch also provides a 100+ page introduction about An-Sky’s life and intellectual evolution."
asakiyume: (far horizon)
Yesterday it did end up raining--nice and dramatically--and we're glad, because it's been dry.

Earlier in the day, though, when it was still hot and sunny, and I was preparing to go for a run, an elderly couple walked by and commented on the how dry it's been, and we mused together on whether rain would really come:

Wife: "How come Holyoke gets a thunderstorm and we don't get nothing??"

Wife again (darkly): I heard the Quabbin holds onto it.

(The Quabbin, for those who don't know, is a massive reservoir that our town borders on and that provides the drinking water for the greater Boston area.)

Me (confused): Well... if the rain ever falls, I guess it does.

Wife (emphatically): No. It never lets it go.

Me (internally): Far be it from me to venture any opinions on your meteorological views, ma'am

Me (aloud, cautiously): Yeah... I don't really know how it works.

I shared this story on Twitter, and one of my pals there shared this music with me, "Ghosts of Quabbin." It starts with frogsong but gets good and headbangy.

...

Have a broken-pavement crocodile.

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