An environmental library of Japanese picture books for children published after 1945. Books whose heroes are anthropomorphized landscapes, plants, natural objects, insects, and other more-than-human actors aim to explore how ehon convey a relationship to nature and the living world. With the hope that when a mountain has a face, it is not so easy to start digging into it.
In the book Nagereba magarimichi, we wander along with the main character at dusk through the winding streets of a bluish city, and the remnants of daylight already belong to the night—they suggestively depict dark corners and nooks, the silhouettes in the immediate vicinity take on the form of ghostly beings. Who will I meet around the bend of a winding street? The projection screen of the darkened city presents us with: a giant mole, a rider on a motorbike the size of a skyscraper, ... Personified fear takes on its own, distinct existence. Strange, terrifying.
In the book Nagereba magarimichi, we wander along with the main character at dusk through the winding streets of a bluish city, and the remnants of daylight already belong to the night—they suggestively depict dark corners and nooks, the silhouettes in the immediate vicinity take on the form of ghostly beings. Who will I meet around the bend of a winding street? The projection screen of the darkened city presents us with: a giant mole, a rider on a motorbike the size of a skyscraper, ... Personified fear takes on its own, distinct existence. Strange, terrifying.
What might appear on a winding street in a city at dusk? A winding street
In the book Nagereba magarimichi, we wander along with the main character at dusk through the winding streets of a bluish city, and the remnants of daylight already belong to the night—they suggestively depict dark corners and nooks, the silhouettes in the immediate vicinity take on the form of ghostly beings. Who will I meet around the bend of a winding street? The projection screen of the darkened city presents us with: a giant mole, a rider on a motorbike the size of a skyscraper, ... Personified fear takes on its own, distinct existence. Strange, terrifying.
In the book Nagereba magarimichi, we wander along with the main character at dusk through the winding streets of a bluish city, and the remnants of daylight already belong to the night—they suggestively depict dark corners and nooks, the silhouettes in the immediate vicinity take on the form of ghostly beings. Who will I meet around the bend of a winding street? The projection screen of the darkened city presents us with: a giant mole, a rider on a motorbike the size of a skyscraper, ... Personified fear takes on its own, distinct existence. Strange, terrifying.
What might appear on a winding street in a city at dusk? Around the corner hangs a great hairy caterpillar
In the book Nagereba magarimichi, we wander along with the main character at dusk through the winding streets of a bluish city, and the remnants of daylight already belong to the night—they suggestively depict dark corners and nooks, the silhouettes in the immediate vicinity take on the form of ghostly beings. Who will I meet around the bend of a winding street? The projection screen of the darkened city presents us with: a giant mole, a rider on a motorbike the size of a skyscraper, ... Personified fear takes on its own, distinct existence. Strange, terrifying.
What might appear on a winding street in a city at dusk? Around the corner loomed a great mole
In the book Nagereba magarimichi, we wander along with the main character at dusk through the winding streets of a bluish city, and the remnants of daylight already belong to the night—they suggestively depict dark corners and nooks, the silhouettes in the immediate vicinity take on the form of ghostly beings. Who will I meet around the bend of a winding street? The projection screen of the darkened city presents us with: a giant mole, a rider on a motorbike the size of a skyscraper, ... Personified fear takes on its own, distinct existence. Strange, terrifying.
What might appear on a winding street in a city at dusk? Around the corner loomed chimney boys
In the book Nagereba magarimichi, we wander along with the main character at dusk through the winding streets of a bluish city, and the remnants of daylight already belong to the night—they suggestively depict dark corners and nooks, the silhouettes in the immediate vicinity take on the form of ghostly beings. Who will I meet around the bend of a winding street? The projection screen of the darkened city presents us with: a giant mole, a rider on a motorbike the size of a skyscraper, ... Personified fear takes on its own, distinct existence. Strange, terrifying.
What might appear on a winding street in a city at dusk? Around the corner will appear the first star
In the book Nagereba magarimichi, we wander along with the main character at dusk through the winding streets of a bluish city, and the remnants of daylight already belong to the night—they suggestively depict dark corners and nooks, the silhouettes in the immediate vicinity take on the form of ghostly beings. Who will I meet around the bend of a winding street? The projection screen of the darkened city presents us with: a giant mole, a rider on a motorbike the size of a skyscraper, ... Personified fear takes on its own, distinct existence. Strange, terrifying.
What might appear on a winding street in a city at dusk? Around the corner will loom a cyclist
In the book Nagereba magarimichi, we wander along with the main character at dusk through the winding streets of a bluish city, and the remnants of daylight already belong to the night—they suggestively depict dark corners and nooks, the silhouettes in the immediate vicinity take on the form of ghostly beings. Who will I meet around the bend of a winding street? The projection screen of the darkened city presents us with: a giant mole, a rider on a motorbike the size of a skyscraper, ... Personified fear takes on its own, distinct existence. Strange, terrifying.