The Eastern Edge

It's a real shame that Ponyo is getting little recognition outside Japan, and even less by people over the age of eight.
I wrote about that here yesterday and then watched Ponyo again last night after a 5k run.

Something about running on a cold night along a polluted river made me think again about how few things are handmade or done manually anymore, how we try to make everything comfortable and easy, and how cavalier we are about the damage our laziness causes.

I just felt like watching Ponyo again.



I'm all too aware that I'll never ever get a job as an artist at Ghibli, but I couldn't help but scrawl a quick Ponyo in my notebook before dashing out of the coffee shop this morning.