Miyazawa Tin ((install)) Official

Tin is a modest metal. It does not gleam like silver, nor fight like iron. It bends before it breaks. It protects what is fragile. In Miyazawa’s hands, a tin box became a cosmos: he would line it with poems and give it to a child who had no lunch. He would seal it with rainwater and bury it in a rice field as an offering to the soil’s spirit.

This is the Miyazawa Tin.

— after Kenji Miyazawa

Miyazawa looked up from his radish field. The wind carried a train’s whistle across the valley. He held up a dented tin cup. miyazawa tin

Be not defeated by the rain. Be not defeated by the wind. Let the tin be your temple. Tin is a modest metal

“For the meal that never came.” “For the friend who walked home in the dark.” “For the star that fell into the paddy.” It protects what is fragile