The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead. Albert Einstein
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A plague has stricken the moths, the moths are dying Their bodies are flakes of bronze on the carpets lying Enemies of the delicate everywhere Have breathed a pestilent mist into the air. Emilie Conrad ∞ Life on Land
…it appears to some like a star or a cluster of gems or a cluster of pearls, to others with a rough touch like that of silk-cotton seeds or a peg made of heartwood, to others like a long braid string or a wreath of flowers or a puff of smoke, to others like a stretched-out cobweb or a film of cloud or a lotus flower or a chariot wheel or the moon's disk or the sun's disk… Visuddhimagga VIII 215
Watercolour, gouache, pencil, plastic, & glass beads on balsa In thinking about our mother, Gaia, we shape what happens next, with each small decision we make now.
My first koi. I hope it will be one of many. I love combining painting
and drawing in the same piece. They each require me to be in a different headspace, working at a different rhythm. Lake shrine temple, Los Angeles. Watching the koi congregate in the hope
of getting fed, I got to observe them closely . |
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