From time to time, I thought I would insert brief posts mentioned those individuals who have deeply moved yours truly in an unexpected manner and, as a result, cast a spell to vanquish the cynicism that comes and goes with impending age as well as the past. This is no small gift. Today I learned Mr Miyazaki has completed his last film the subject of which is a young man's love of flight as well as the use of his gift within a World War...which in turn reflects seemingly timeless universal themes of the human condition on our impossibly small sphere of life.
The work of Hayao Miyazaki might interest you as a reader of this blog as "Spirited Away" is one of my favorite films. If you are unfamiliar with Mr Miyazaki, Joe Hisaishi or Studio Ghilbli you will find the lost art of hand painted animation that begins where animation as an art form intended for adults as well as children remains wondrous, unencumbered by bringing imagination to it's lowest level to simply fill in a space without meaning.
Nature as animism, where all things reflect one another in a place where all have a place at the table that is as contentious, mysterious and as revealing as the human heart can be. Between what could be, what is and in between is where this work resides as surely as we do. A setting for the innocence we all are raveled within despite our thoughts to the contrary. Here is a universal language if ever one might exists in a future that may or may not take place, where a respect for the precarious beauty of nature and humanity is not provoked by misplaced fear. The Dali Lama was once asked what would resolve this universe of human conflict. His answer was disarmingly simple. Have a picnic and invite everyone. More celebrations and less brooding over imagined slights or misplaced behavior. A world that might yet be, something I need to remember from time to time.
These are not your father's "cartoons".
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