I had merely intended to observe, but Mitsuyasan insisted I play
and he thrust a ¥500 (about US$4.25) coin into my hand. So what's a
girl to do? I put the coin in the slot, received a handful of metal
balls, and put them to work. The Pachinko is like a vertical
pinball: you shoot the ball to the top and gravity brings it down.
One hopes it takes the scenic route banging and bouncing off
obstacles, setting off bells and whistles that indicate all the
points you are collecting. These points are converted into more
marble-sized metal balls that spill out like coins from a slot
machine.
But I was not to see any action from my machine. In record time, I
wasted two coins. Mitsuyasan wasn't doing any better, so I took off
to see how the others were faring. Kensaku never saw me as he
focused on feeding the hungry kitty that wasn't purring. But in the
next aisle, Okusan (Mrs. Mitsuya) was on a winning streak. I looked
over her shoulder to admire her skill, but she grabbed a double
handful of balls and put me to work. Soon my machine was singing as
loudly as hers. Before long I needed a plastic shoe-box-sized
container to hold the overflow of metal balls. Within 20 minutes
I'd filled it while Okusan lost all of hers.
Mitsuyasan and Kensaku had also come up empty-handed, so we
departed, but not before collecting my winnings. It is illegal to
exchange the balls for money (which many people manage to do nonetheless),
so the balls are counted or weighed and you choose from an array of
items from the "Pachinko store." My shoe box of balls was
traded for four cartons of cigarettes (for the now ex-smoker
Mitsuyasan) and twelve bags/boxes of snack foods. Finally, a skill
I'm good at.
The Japanese are fond of gambling, whether it be Pachinko, boat
races, bimonthly sumo tourney, or the Kokufu Bonsai Show.
The 248 displays at the 68th annual show comprised only 40% of the
bonsai that were presented before judges one month earlier. The
bonsai master's gamble is to prepare a tree that will please the
judges and find a spot in the most prestigious bonsai show of the
year. This year, Mitsuyasan prepared seven entries for
consideration. Four of our trees made it into the show.
Two trees were stately kuro matsu (black pine). One was a
formal upright, quite symmetrical, in a very shallow pot. The other
was a magnificent slant-style. Ishizusan, who has a fabulous
suiseki collection, submitted an elegant multiple-trunk momiji
(Japanese maple). The largest tree: a powerful han kengai
(semi-cascade) goyo matsu (five-needle pine).
Three months before the Kokufu show, we traveled to the old town of
Odawara to pick up one tree and prepare it. Umebarasan does not
have many trees, but his small collection includes several gems. We
arrived on a crisp November morning. Before our arrival, a gentle
rain cleansed the pristine garden, intensifying the vibrant colors
of fall. Everyone's eyes were glued to one particular tree last
year's entry in the Kokufu show. The kaede no ishizuke
(trident maple over rock) displayed a gorgeous array of warm colors
that melted our hearts.
After the big goyo matsu was loaded into the van, we
headed home. Yochan did most of the detail work to prepare this
tree for the show. This usually involves cleaning old or damaged
foliage/needles, replacing unsightly moss on the surface of the
soil, and cleaning the pot. Also, taking steps to minimize obvious
defects is in order.
This tree had a significant amount of shari (dead wood
on the trunk). There were two places where wood had rotted and
repairs had been made. The removal of the damaged wood left holes
that were then filled with cement. The color of the cement blended
well with the dead wood and prevented further destruction of the
trunk. But the cement was a blemish that would not survive the
scrutiny of the Kokufu judges, so an adroit application of lichen
and moss successfully concealed the flaw.
The momiji needed the least amount of attention before
the show. This tree had been displayed at the Taikanten show in
Kyoto just three months earlier, so it was quite beautiful. After
the removal of a few dead twigs, this tree was back in its prime.
Yours truly got the pleasure of applying moss to the surface soil of
the two kuro matsu. I scrounged around the nursery to
collect the most desirable moss grayish, compact, and not too
thick. There were many variations in the moss collected; when
applied with care, the green carpet had a patchwork quality that
looked quite natural.
Yochan, keeping an eye on me (as usual), offered me a useful
tip. The application of moss can create a visual illusion to hide a
flaw. For instance, if the nebari (surface roots) of a tree
are not radial, moss can be used create the visual illusion of nice
nebari.
In diagram A, the tree is lacking surface roots on
the right side. In diagram B, the application of moss extending out
from the tree gives the illusion of surface roots where there are
none a simple but effective trick. If the entire soil surface is
to be covered in moss, a darker green moss near the tree and a
lighter, gray-green moss near the edge of the pot will give the same
effect.
Fortunately, both kuro matsu I prepared for the show
were outstanding, so my job was easy. But just before transporting
the trees to Tokyo for the judging, the needles of the formal
upright were trimmed. They were uneven in length, but a sharp pair
of scissors gave them uniformity in no time. This job is performed
just before the judging of a show, because the cut ends will
eventually turn brown. The needles of the slant style were
long (almost 4") but even, so they were untouched.
About three weeks transpired between the judging and the show. So before
we gently crammed the van with our Kokufu treasures, we cleaned off
any dead needles and polished the pots. The next morning, we began
our pilgrimage to Tokyo for the finest show of the year. We were on
the road by 4 am and rolled into Ueno Park by 8:30 am.
The Kokufu show is housed on two basement floors of the Tokyo
Metropolitan Museum. The lowest level contained all the large
bonsai, which comprised the majority of displays as well as all our
entries. The upper floor showcased the shohin and small bonsai. I
liked the organization of the show: the grouping of trees by size
prevented the overpowering of some bonsai by proximity to others.
Our neighborhood Pachinko parlor.
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Goyo matsu, styled by Mitsuyasan.
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Diagram A
Diagram B
Kuro matsu, styled by Mitsuyasan.
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Prize-winning toshio (needle) juniper.
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Shohin collection.
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Setting up the show was a communal effort. Each display space was numbered and we were given a list of the four spaces reserved for our trees. Once we unloaded and set up our trees (with a little help from our friends), we spent the next few hours helping other nurseries complete their displays. Then it was time to play musical trees. Our goyo matsu, a semi-cascade which flows to the right, was placed on the last table on the right of a long row. It looked as if it were ready to take flight. By swapping it with a tree from the opposite aisle, the semi-cascade now looked as if it were flowing into the rest of the bonsai. Many bonsai masters played this game until the overall display of the show looked spectacular.
Two-tree display.
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Shimpaku (Chinese) juniper. Details and larger version |
By early afternoon, the trees were in place, and Yochan took a gander at the show before departing for Toyohashi. I would have also been heading back home at that time had it not been for the extreme generosity of my benevolent sensei (teacher). Mitsuyasan was aware that John Naka was bringing a tour through Japan with a stopover in Tokyo to visit the Kokufu show. So, for six glorious days, he let me hang with my friends, see the sights of Tokyo, and spend countless hours ogling the magnificent displays at the Kokufu show. Such is the happy life of an apprentice.
I had been warned that Tokyo was colder than Toyohashi (which is thousands of degrees colder than Los Angeles), so I dressed for an arctic chill. Good thing, too! The frigid skies dropped the largest one-day snowfall in 25 years on Tokyo. I enjoyed the winter wonderland, but even though my clothes were warm, my shoes were not snow-proof, so my toes froze and my throat became sore. But I had it easy Nakasan and friends spent eight hours struggling to get to the airport only to find out it had been shut down.
Eventually, all good things come to an end, so I said goodbye to my friends, the city, and the Kokufu show. By the next day, I'd settled back into my daily routine at Tokai-en (Mitusyasan's nursery). After the show, all the trees were sprayed with lime sulfur. The formal-upright kuro matsu was restyled and repotted, the goyo matsu was put up for sale, and the other trees went back to their owners' gardens. Only then could Mitsuyasan turn his attention to Umebarasan's newest tree, a zuisho (variety of five-needle pine), which is a possible Kokufu show tree for the future. And the magic continues...
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