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I'm sad to announce that this is the last issue of White Enso. I started this journal during the pandemic because I knew several artists who were depressed about not being able to interact with other artists or audiences. It was a chance to share their work and see that of others. I didn't know how long the pandemic would last, and I certainly didn't know how long I'd be able to keep up White Enso. The response was remarkable. There were so many submissions that I could not accept them all. And the submissions kept coming. There were various Japanese poetic forms, essays, fiction, photography, illustrations, videos, drawings, and so many other submissions that I can't list them all.
I am so, so grateful to everyone who trusted me to present their work in the journal. There were times I got it wrong, but artists feel strongly about their work and told me without hesitation that I needed to be better. I learned so much from these incidents and thank you for pointing out my mistakes.
But those were only a few incidents. For the most part, the artists and I worked together to make the beautiful and memorable pages for the journal. And people loved seeing and reading the work. The feedback was phenomenal.
But, since returning to the US, too many things have changed and I just don't have time to keep up the journal. I tried to limp along, doing just one thing per month, but just reviewing the work that comes in takes time.
So, the selections in this final issue are a little different than usual. They are inspired by Japan, of course, but have a slightly darker tone than is typical of the works presented in White Enso. We have a beautiful, mysterious selection of haiku, an essay from a Kyoto tour guide, and an excerpt from a play about the repercussions of the atomic bomb. Each is a remarkable example of art inspired by Japan.
Enjoy it, and again, thank you so much.
Linda
I am so, so grateful to everyone who trusted me to present their work in the journal. There were times I got it wrong, but artists feel strongly about their work and told me without hesitation that I needed to be better. I learned so much from these incidents and thank you for pointing out my mistakes.
But those were only a few incidents. For the most part, the artists and I worked together to make the beautiful and memorable pages for the journal. And people loved seeing and reading the work. The feedback was phenomenal.
But, since returning to the US, too many things have changed and I just don't have time to keep up the journal. I tried to limp along, doing just one thing per month, but just reviewing the work that comes in takes time.
So, the selections in this final issue are a little different than usual. They are inspired by Japan, of course, but have a slightly darker tone than is typical of the works presented in White Enso. We have a beautiful, mysterious selection of haiku, an essay from a Kyoto tour guide, and an excerpt from a play about the repercussions of the atomic bomb. Each is a remarkable example of art inspired by Japan.
Enjoy it, and again, thank you so much.
Linda