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3. Tokyo, 1990Your sky scares. Some say the roads in your paintings are uncannily straight, some compare the human faces to waxwork, yet it's definitely the sky, that inconspicuous, empty space above the swelling woods (another evidence of mediocrity) that unnerves me. Consider the woman on the balcony in a bathing suit: how she struggles not to be swallowed up into the sky. Outside Teien Museum May is ripe, summer up in the air. Probably the best season of the year. Crows keep cawing in the sky, o so many of them. And Baltimore has the Ravens.