The man wearing a horrible mask kept dancing while he had a bow in his hand. He didn't wing an arrow from being consumed by fury. His dance was quite and elegance. Of course, the man wearing the mask didn't get angry. His mask was just horrible.
The actor could hold his composure. If the actor lost his cool, the play was seriously damaged. He played not for the audience, but for the deities enshrined here. To entertain the deities, he should accomplish the duty.
July 10, 2007
CANON EOS 1V