「This story well illustrates the mystery of art appreciation.
The masterpiece is a symphony played upon our finest feelings.
True art is Peiwoh, and we the harp of Lungmen.
At the magic touch of the beutiful the secret chords of our being are awakened, we vibrate and thrill in response to its call.
Mind speaks to mind.
We listen to the unspoken, we gaze upon the unseen.
The master calls forth notes we know not of.
Memories long forgotten all come back to us with a new significance.
Hopes stifled by fear, yearings that we dare not recognise, stand forth in new glory.
Our mind is the canvas on which the artists lay their colour; their pigments are our emotions:; their chiaroscuro the light of joy, the shadow of sadness.
The masterpiece is of ourselves, as we are of the masterpiece. 」 (From the Book of Tea-Art Appreciation, p.78, Charles E, Tuttles Co., Rutland, Vermont, Tokyo, Japan)
I hope to read just this section to understand the way ofthe Art Appreatiation of oriental finest feelings.
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