Katsushika Hokusai
The Ink-Washed Sage of Mount Fuji
Mountains bow to my brush; the sea dances on my page.
I have painted under many names, but only one truth: beauty is everywhere, even where no one looks. I have chased the curve of a wave like a monk chasing enlightenment. My hands are stained with ink, not glory. Let others seek gold; I seek the perfect line.
What I'm Into: the curve of a wave, ink-stained fingers, Fuji at dawn, street noise in Edo, unfinished sketches
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