What survives
I’m a taiko player. And when I first heard the news of the tsunami in Japan, I have to admit, I thought first about the taiko. The destruction of one dojo, I thought, could destroy decades worth of work and hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of beautiful, handcrafted drums.
That’s a taiko drum there to the right of the soldier.
This picture killed me. The entire area is decimated, and that taiko is lying there in the middle of it all, virtually unscathed.
It turns out that the strongest thing in the entire country is the art form that holds it together.
