Just ink on paper. No color. No sky. No ground really. The trees fade in and out like a memory. Some are sharp and close, others barely there. He painted what fog does to your eyes and your mind at the same time. Most artists in his era were filling screens with gold and bright color. Tōhaku left almost everything out. And that emptiness is what makes it impossible to look away. It's now a national treasure in Japan and it feels like it was painted yesterday.
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