This uses hand painted pieces of paper that are cut out and animated physically, combining stop-motion and graphic animation. These are placed in stacks on movable glass plates and photographed. Oil-on-glass was his preferred method earlier in life.
TRANSLATION: The rains of the long journey have torn my hat, and my coat has crumbled in the daily storms. Accustomed as I am to extreme poverty, I feel sorry for myself. Suddenly, remembering that master of mad verse who traveled long ago in the province I wrote… In the withering gusts of a wanderer- how much like Chikusai I have become!
I appreciate the skill and technique but to me this kind of animation just means feeling anxiety and claustrophobia, its like a nightmare, dreary, weird slow movement... I can't watch it..