The Dingle Peninsula in Ireland is at the very west end of Europe.
There, the prevailing Westerlies blow past a long and winding
coastline that stretches out to the Atlantic Ocean. Despite heavy
rainfall throughout autumn to spring, lush greenery and trees are
scarce. Forests are nonexistent. As this is a place of scenic
beauty, crowds of tourists from all over the world gather during
the day. Conversely, it recovers its tranquility at dusk and dawn.
There is almost nothing to shield the view from the wind and the
rain. The spreading scenery leaves a rugged and hard impression.
In short, it is a wasteland.
The climate, terrain, geological features, water, earth and
vegetation differ depending on location. This is because of the
differences in light, heat and rainwater. This makes men, flora and
fauna unique to each location. Here, men and plants alike spread
their roots into the soil to cultivate life and protect themselves
from the corridor of wind blowing from the southwest of the
Atlantic Ocean. However, the layer of soil that contains water and
minerals is very thin. Underneath the surface is a hard granite
crust. It is not easy to take root and stretch deep into the ground.
Green meadows spread across the hills and used to serve as a
pasture for sheep and cows. Any living thing that is taller than the
grass is constantly fighting from being blown away by the wind.
Everything in sight shows the strong mentality of the nature
living in this land.
“Fuudo” is a compound noun consisting of two words “fuu
(wind)” and “do (earth)”. It originated in ancient China and is said
to represent the ability of life to adapt to the land and its
changing seasons. Here, one need not wait a year to witness
seasonal changes. The ability of the weather to change at any
moment brings a variety of appearances to the scenery.
Sometimes, it is calm and peaceful, but, in an instant, it could
become raging and wild. The land’s expression is bare and is not
shielded by any woodland area, which makes it easy to
understand it’s feelings. Observing the emotions that are crafted
by this characteristic climate, a climate from ancient times, I
sense the limit of my existence and awaken to the reality of how
short my life is. Everything in view is the result of evolution and
how nature has adapted to this land over a long period of time.