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There is something about how Tanizaki writes. An appreciation of the little things, and the overlooked - elements inherent to the shadows in our environments. I also appreciated the contrast between Western vs Eastern practices (even if now there seems to be a return to shadows in lighting of modern houses) and how Tanizaki continues to see the simplistic, yet complex beauty of light itself. A recommend for a quick read, can’t rate it higher since it’s just a bit too short. 

Creo que tengo alma de señor japonés.

i agree with the part about beauty existing most strongly within the absence of light; i however, did not agree with the part about caring about old people
informative reflective medium-paced

Incredible essay on aesthetics, culture, modernization, darkness... Beautiful meditative prose. I was in a funk and decided to finally get around to reading this. Glad I did. I'd suggest listening to Soundscape 1: Surround by Hiroshi Yoshimura while reading it for extra vibes.
mysterious relaxing fast-paced
funny inspiring relaxing medium-paced

Doğu ve Batı .Bizim de içinde olduğumuz Doğu, inanılmaz bir şekilde hızla Batılılaştı.  Değerler ve zevkler de doğal olarak değişti. Gölgeye Övgü  bu değişime bir yakınma ve öz eleştiridir. Doğu'nun tembelliğidir değişimin sert olması ayrıca Batı'nın hırsının bir sonucudur. Bu kitap Japon mimarisi hakkında da bilgi veriyor ve  bazı eşyalara farklı bakmamıza neden oluyor.

tuve que parar a mitad del libro para mirar cuándo se publicó porque me quedé un poco tiesa con lo de la pureza de razas yikes
reflective medium-paced

Many insightful parts, some dated parts - which is to be expected from an essay almost a century old 

Of course counter examples can be found, but Tanizaki gives a straightforward explanation of his philosophy of aesthetics, especially contrasting it to Western view. It helps to understand this was written in 1933 with the chauvinism and nationalism then and before the next modernization of the postwar era started.

"We find beauty not in the thing itself but in the patterns of shadows, the light and the darkness, that one thing against another creates".