(Katatsumuri sorosoro nobore Fuji no yama)
O snail, slowly, slowly
climb
Mount Fuji
– Kobayashi Issa, circa 1820, Kashiwabara


In Japanese culture, shokunin have for centuries formed the backbone of daily life – invisible and irreplaceable. During the Edo period (1603–1868), when the country closed itself off from the world, it was they – anonymous masters of paper, wood, iron, lacquer – who developed techniques that have survived to this day. Their relationship with time was the opposite of ours: they didn't ask "how long will it take?" but "how much life am I willing to give to this?" When one master of ceramics was asked how long it takes to create a single bowl, he replied: "a lifetime." Because the final product is preceded by hundreds and thousands of earlier ones – trials and errors that, over decades, led to mastery. Because a shokunin does not work to finish – but to enter the rhythm of work, which is 道 (dō – the way). He does not dominate nature – he learns to coexist with it. This is the philosophy of sunao – being "pure in reflex," flexible, humble towards the world. And it is precisely in this humility – which has nothing to do with weakness – that we can find a signpost for our own times.

Nakagawa Kinjirō – a ki-shokunin, master of wood, sat in the Japanese seiza position at a low workshop made of raw chestnut. It was barely dawn, and he was already listening to the edge of a hinoki beam, Japanese cedar, gently tapping it with his finger, like a doctor tapping a patient's chest. In the morning silence, only breath, the creaking of wood, and the distant clatter of geta from a monk hurrying across the stone bridge to Zōjō-ji temple could be heard.

They did not speak. A shokunin does not need words when hands are immersed in focused work. Silence in the workshop was sacred, in which wood, resin, and man merged into a single story of pride in one's work. The air was filled with the scent of freshly planed hinoki – sweet, resinous, slightly citrusy. Every breath was filled with forest and focus.
Kinjirō was working on a tokonoma – an alcove intended for a scroll and flowers in a certain machiya house on Nihonbashidōri. This was a job for a connoisseur. The wood had to be processed so as not to lose the natural grain direction, yet fit perfectly with the elements. Only the best ki-shokunin knew that wood is alive, that it "wants" to twist and work, and that one must talk to it, not fight it.

At noon, the okamisan (housekeeper, wife, mother) came with tea and bowls of miso shiru. The break was short. A true shokunin did not need entertainment. He had within him shokunin kishitsu – the spirit of the craftsman, who lived not to gain fame, but to perform his role with dignity and respect.

The world of Edo was bustling with life, but in this workshop, time slowed down. Perhaps one day Tokuzō's son would take up the chisel after his grandfather Terusada. Perhaps not. But for one more generation, wood and man would speak a common language.

Let's start with the kanji. The word shokunin consists of two characters:
► 職 (shoku) – means "profession," "function," but also "duty" or "social role." In ancient Chinese script, this character contained components referring to listening (耳) and hand action. It's a subtle hint that true work requires both attention and action – presence of body and spirit.

Shokunin is thus not "someone who does something," but "a person who fulfills a function" – with an emphasis on responsibility towards their community, towards the material, and even towards themselves. This term carries echoes of Confucian ethics: social role as a calling, not just a profession.
In the Polish language, it is difficult to find an exact equivalent. "Craftsman" conveys the technical aspect but loses the spirituality. "Artist" suggests individual expression, often detached from the community. Shokunin, on the other hand, combines technical mastery with an ethos of service. It is someone who perfects their craft not to gain recognition, but to meet the standards they have set for themselves. As Sōetsu Yanagi, one of the fathers of the mingei idea—folk craft—wrote: "What is beautiful is born of humility toward the material and the needs of the community."

► 職人気質 (shokunin kishitsu) – the "spirit of the artisan", a set of qualities such as diligence, focus, perfectionism, and humility. It is the spirit of repeating daily tasks with unceasing pursuit of excellence, even if it may never be fully achieved.
► 職人気質型 (shokunin-katagiri) – the "temperament of the artisan". A stubborn attachment to detail, an aversion to compromise, a readiness for years of sacrifice to develop one’s own style. Note – it is still used today to emphasize stubbornness – partly with admiration, partly jokingly or sarcastically. A somewhat softer version of "stubborn as a mule".

In this sense, anyone can be a shokunin: not only a potter from Kyoto, but also a baker from Kraków, a programmer from Ciechanów, or a teacher from Olsztyn. The condition is one—work performed with mindfulness, care, and integrity toward both the material and the people it touches.



Materials were sourced locally: tree bark, clay, rice glue, mulberry fibers. There was no room for waste. Craftsmanship functioned as part of the local circular economy, and the shokunin was an indispensable link—not a solitary creator, but a member of the community, sharing knowledge, cooperating with others, and producing goods with utility in mind, not fame (in theory, at least—in ethics, not necessarily in practice).

Multi-generational artisan families—like the Raku family (tea ceramics), the Nishimura family (lacquerware), or the Nakagawa family (woodwork specialists)—built their reputation not only on the quality of their products but also on an unbroken line of transmission that became part of the national heritage. The works of their hands found their way to aristocratic courts, Buddhist temples, and later—museums.

These concepts shaped the artisans’ sensibility. A bowl was not meant to be perfect like Chinese porcelain—it was to bear the mark of touch, the warmth of the hand, asymmetry—that is, life. The shokunin did not strive for smooth perfection, but for harmony with the material, which held the power of silent expression.

Over time, especially in the Edo era, many of them came to be regarded as creators of culture, not merely producers of functional objects. Their works became testimonies of Japanese identity—quiet, modest, finely honed, full of humility toward the material and the world. The shokunin was one who, through his work, realized the principles of harmony (wa), order (jō), and spiritual concentration (seishin).

In Japanese culture, there is a word kurikaeshi (繰り返し) – meaning “continuous repetition.” In the shokunin’s workshop, however, it is not about mechanically copying actions, but about mindful repetition, in which each strike of the chisel is slightly different—because the day is different, the humidity is different, the temperature of the hand is different, the state of mind is different. This repetition does not enslave—it quiets. It brings one closer to what in zen is called mushin (無心) – “no mind,” a state of pure presence (more on that here: Mastering One’s Desires: The Solitary Path of Musashi and Aurelius).
In this sense, the shokunin’s workshop resembles a temple—full of silence, focus, attentive breathing. Everyday life ceases to be merely "life," and becomes gyō (行) – practice. Silence is not emptiness, but a space in which form gains meaning.


It is not about technical mastery, but about spiritual acceptance of impermanence. Nothing is eternal—and that is why every object bears the trace of its years, of light, wind, rain, and hands. Mono no aware, the “poignant beauty of transience,” finds its quiet echo here.
Time as Process: “How Long Does It Take to Make an Object?” – Answer: “A Lifetime”
For the shokunin, time does not flow by the hands of a clock. It is not a matter of work hours or deadlines. When a tourist asks, “How long does it take to make this bowl?” the answer might be surprising: “A lifetime.” Because it is not just a bowl—it is hundreds of thousands of previous bowls, hands, attempts, failures, and returns.
In Japanese, one does not say suru toki (“time to do”), but yō suru jikan (要する時間)—the time that a thing “requires.” The object dictates its rhythm. It cannot be rushed; mastery cannot be hastened. The shokunin understands that each action carries within it the memory of those who performed it before—and therefore their work is the layering of time, not a one-time act of creation.
This dimension can be compared to Tibetan mandalas—multi-hour sand compositions that are blown away in the end. What matters is not what is created, but the mode of existence during creation.

“This work is not mine,” says the master, “but ours”: of the material, the ancestors, the teachers, the community. Hence the concept of uchi (内)—“the inside,” which in Japan means not only home, but also “our people,” one’s community. The shokunin’s work is always part of uchi, not soto (“outside”).
This is a different hierarchy of values: not the success of the individual, but the harmony of the community.

In Taoism, as in the writings of Zhuangzi, the ideal craftsman is a butcher who has not dulled his knife in 19 years because he cuts “between the joints”—with intuition and sensitivity. In zen—a master gardener or calligrapher does not think about the result but breathes with the brush. The shokunin works the same way: without unnecessary words, without emotional fireworks, with full focus.
But there is also a difference: the shokunin is not a hermit or a mystic. He does not cut himself off from the world but creates within it—for others. His work serves—it is a vessel filled with meaning through relationship with another person. It is not solitary contemplation, but human, social, concrete practice.
Perfection comes at a price. In Japan, where mastery has for centuries been elevated to a near-religious value, the shokunin lifestyle—the craftsman devoted to a single task repeated over decades—has grown into a symbol of cultural ideal. Yet, like every symbol, this one also casts a shadow. A shadow of perfectionism, which at times burdens more than it supports. Today, as the Western world rediscovers the “shokunin spirit” and writes with awe about €200 spoons and bonsai scissors priced at thirty thousand, it is worth asking: is this still craftsmanship—or already its fetishization?
In zen philosophy, there is a saying: shoshin o wasurubekarazu – “never forget the beginner’s mind.” Yet for some shokunin, perfection can become not only a path but also a cage. The traditional model of the Japanese craftsman is one who devotes an entire life to a single, clearly defined task: one technique, one material, one form. It would seem the highest form of freedom—total immersion in the work. But this very one-dimensionality can lead to isolation and stagnation.
In the Edo period (1603–1868), when Japan was closed off from the world (sakoku – more on that here: The Republic of Ezo – A One-of-a-Kind Samurai Democracy), such a lifestyle made deep sense. The economy was local, handcraft production supported by guilds (za) and patrons. The artisan did not need to be an entrepreneur. Today—in a digital, globalized world dependent on marketing and social media—many shokunin cannot find the language to tell the world about their work. Perfection is no longer enough. Visibility is required. And neither skill nor humility alone can provide that.

It’s not about blaming the young or idealizing the past. The problem lies deeper: in a market structure that rewards not quality, but narrative. In a world where “clicks” and “reach” matter, the master who does not speak simply disappears. And sometimes—burns out. Perfection costs not only time, but also health, relationships, and, more broadly: life. In a culture that teaches one never to be satisfied with oneself (the motto of many shokunin: “I have not yet reached the level I want to achieve”), burnout can arrive unnoticed.

The modern shokunin has acquired new faces. Take Yuya Hasegawa, for example—a shoeshiner from Tokyo’s Omotesandō—who calls himself a shokunin. His work is not just the shine of a shoe, but a diagnosis of the client’s lifestyle. He creates courses, develops a brand, has fans on Instagram. In one hand—a leather brush, in the other—a smartphone. Is this a profanation of the shokunin spirit? Or perhaps its evolution?
Similar questions can be asked when looking at Jiro Ono—the famous sushi master. Is sticking with one type of rice for sixty years still the spirit of the craftsman—or already blind faith in repetition? Are students who spend ten years learning only to cook rice bearers of wisdom—or victims of a system?

Perhaps the new shokunin is not the one who shuts themselves away in a workshop and renounces the world, but the one who knows how to combine quality with communication, humility with strength, tradition with movement. One who understands that today’s excellence is not just “the best-made object,” but also the wisdom that object can transmit to others. In the coming years, we will see how this unfolds—we live in a time in Japan that will certainly focus more on such aspects of life, especially outside the largest metropolises.
Inspiration for Everyday Life?
One doesn’t need to wear a hakama or live in a wooden workshop on the outskirts of Kyoto to feel what the shokunin spirit is. In fact—one can write code in an open space in Warsaw’s “Mordor,” teach math at a primary school in Zamość, bake sourdough bread in a tenement in Sopot, or run a shoemaking shop in Ciechanów. Shokunin is neither a profession nor a social role. It is an internal attitude toward work and the world. It is an ethic of action that—once recognized—can no longer be set aside.
A shokunin doesn’t do something “well” in order to rest afterward. They do something well because only such work has meaning. It’s not about perfectionism that burns one out. It’s about kaizen—patient, daily improvement. About micro-changes that make no noise, but over months, years, or decades transform not only one’s skills but the person themselves. Of course—it’s hard to imagine such devotion to work making sense in a typical full-time job; it would more likely be one’s own venture (though I may be wrong—people are diverse, after all).


It doesn’t matter how prestigious your profession is. What matters is what you do with the hour you’ve just been given. Is there focus in it? Is there care? Is there respect?
In this sense, each of us can be a shokunin—not because we will achieve mastery, but because each day we make the decision to treat our work with respect. To do less, but better. To work not for a title, but out of love for the act of creation itself.
And perhaps this is the answer to the chaos of the world: not to give up on quality—even when no one is watching.
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An enthusiast of Asian culture with a deep appreciation for the diverse philosophies of the world. By education, a psychologist and philologist specializing in Korean studies. At heart, a programmer (primarily for Android) and a passionate technology enthusiast, as well as a practitioner of Zen and mono no aware. In moments of tranquility, adheres to a disciplined lifestyle, firmly believing that perseverance, continuous personal growth, and dedication to one's passions are the wisest paths in life. Author of the book "Strong Women of Japan" (>>see more)
"The most powerful force in the universe is compound interest." - Albert Einstein (probably)
未開 ソビエライ
An enthusiast of Asian culture with a deep appreciation for the diverse philosophies of the world. By education, a psychologist and philologist specializing in Korean studies. At heart, a programmer (primarily for Android) and a passionate technology enthusiast, as well as a practitioner of Zen and mono no aware. In moments of tranquility, adheres to a disciplined lifestyle, firmly believing that perseverance, continuous personal growth, and dedication to one's passions are the wisest paths in life. Author of the book "Strong Women of Japan" (>>see more)
"The most powerful force in the universe is compound interest." - Albert Einstein (probably)
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