To-day they write terse, succinct,
closely-reasoned articles, seldom diffuse, often witty; and generally
free from extravagance of thought or diction. Incidentally they are
hastening the assimilation of the written and the spoken languages
(_genbun itchi_) which may possibly prelude a still greater reform,
abolition of the ideographic script. Yet, with few exceptions, the
profession of journalism is not remunerative. Very low rates of
subscription, and almost prohibitory charges for advertising, are
chiefly to blame.[1] The vicissitudes of the enterprise may be
gathered from the fact that, whereas 2767 journals and periodicals
were started between 1889 and 1894 (inclusive), no less than 2465
ceased publishing. The largest circulation recorded in 1908 was about
150,000 copies daily, and the honour of attaining that exceptional
figure belonged to the _Osaka Asahi Shimbun_. (F. By.)
IV.--JAPANESE ART
Pictorial Art.
_Painting and Engraving._--In Japanese art the impressionist element is
predominant. Pictures, as the term is understood in Europe, can scarcely
be said to have existed at any time in Japan. The artist did not depict
emotion: he depicted the subjects that produce emotion. Therefore he
took his motives from nature rather than from history; or, if he
borrowed from the latter, what he selected was a scene, not the pains or
the passions of its actors. Moreover, he never exhausted his subject,
but was always careful to leave a wide margin for the imagination of the
spectator. This latter consideration sometimes impelled him to represent
things which, to European eyes, seem trivial or insignificant, but which
really convey hints of deep significance. In short, Japanese pictures
are like Japanese poetry: they do not supply thought but only awaken it.
Often their methods show conventionalism, but it is conventionalism so
perfect and free in its allurements that nature seems to suggest both
the motive and the treatment. Thus though neither botanically nor
ornithologically correct, their flowers and their birds show a truth to
nature, and a habit of minute observation in the artist, which cannot be
too much admired. Every blade of grass, each leaf and feather, has been
the object of loving and patient study.
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