Sunday, August 5, 2012
who is this little man?
My friend MAS over an No More Commas Period recently posted a disquisition on the subject of netsuke. It reminded me of my own little netsuke doll which belonged to my father. The doll is all of 3" tall and has a bulging sack slung over his shoulder. I don't know what he is made of; not wood or ivory, the traditional materials of the netsuke art. I was told that rubbing his extravagant tummy brought either good luck or the fulfillment of one's wishes, or both. I remember seeing my father hold it in his hand and rub the tummy with his thumb. I don't know where he came from ~ perhaps a gift from a parishioner returning from WW II. We lived in Los Angeles at the time and had many military members in the church. When my father died in 1979, I took possession of the netsuke and he has sat on my desk ever since. I haven't actually thought about him in years; he just sits there, smiling, his generous torso gleaming in the light. Thanks, MAS, for making me take a second look.