"In the forest, the trees tower over you as you
hear the crunch of twigs under your feet.
The leaves are so perfect they
must have been waiting for you."
Isamu is not comfortable with all the noise at the market with his mother. There are too many people, and too little space. He walks past the noisy children, all the while wondering about what he is seeing. He is full of questions. Making his way past hanging lanterns, he enters the natural beauty of the forest and notices the variety in shape and size of the stones he sees there.
At the beach, he wonders at the sound of the ocean and the marks made on the sand.
"If you are Isamu, you find a secret place
so you can look at the ocean and see the
shapes of things."
Found by his mother, she wonders about his day. Isamu knows that being alone held no lonlieness for him. His collection is large and contains all he felt had been waiting right there for his visit. What gifts he was given!
Although his story is an imaginary look at a day in the life of Isamu Noguchi, James Yang is a great admirer of Noguchi's vision of the world around him and the child-like view he brought to his work. Filled with colorful lines and shapes, the art is bold and all images are surrounded by plenty of white space. The book ends with an author’s note about the artist who believed that “When an artist stopped being a child, he would stop being an artist.”
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