six japanese concepts
some ideas don't translate. not because the words don't exist in english, but because the english words don't carry the same weight — the same accumulated meaning, the same cultural memory. these six concepts from japanese have been living in me for a while. i went looking for images that felt like them.
間 — ma

negative space. the pause between notes, not the notes themselves. the gap on the train platform after the train has gone. ma is not emptiness — it's the space that makes everything around it meaningful. i stood on the platform and let the space be the point.
物の哀れ — mono no aware

the bittersweet awareness that beautiful things pass. cherry blossoms are the obvious example because they're the right example — they bloom for one week, then they're gone, and the knowing makes the looking different. i stood in the petals and tried to just be there without thinking about the after.
侘寂 — wabi-sabi

the beauty of imperfect, incomplete, impermanent things. old ceramics. worn surfaces. things that have been used enough to show it. the studio was full of objects that had been made and broken and made again. i understood something there that i couldn't explain in english.
生き甲斐 — ikigai

the reason to get up in the morning. not purpose in the grand sense — more specific than that. the particular thing that makes the ordinary feel worth it. the brushes in the jar, the small bowl on the table, the work that continues whether or not anyone is watching. i think about this one a lot.
幽玄 — yūgen

a profound awareness of the universe that triggers an emotional response too deep for words. standing at the edge of a lake in fog, mountains barely visible, the horizon uncertain. there's no adequate english translation. that's probably the point.
自然 — shizen

naturalness. spontaneity without effort. the forest doesn't try to be a forest — it just is one, completely. moss grows where moss grows. the light comes through where the light comes through. i stood in it and tried not to try anything. it's harder than it sounds.
six words. none of them quite translate. all of them feel like something i've known without having a name for.