Unknown forests of dark cedars stand in a monogamous green. Weather hangs around all; mist, rain, snow. Bold earthy colors remain fixed in quietude. This is not a place in which to be well known to the world. Assimilation into anonymity. The bold lines and colors are real. Between my two homes of the Pacific… Continue reading Lands and Their Art
A life of comfort is one easily disturbed by fear. A life of freedom is one easily disturbed by necessity. Why? Because we desire our security so incredibly much. Because we fear limitation; because we fear death. I fear limitations because my mind sets up grandiose ideals that need to be realized. If they aren’t realized, well that’s just… Continue reading Comfort Behind the Foggy Glass
Let’s go about this backwards. I can’t look at comments in a regular fashion on my blogposts (though I can find them other ways), but the bigger quandary is I can’t comment at all, be it my own blog or others. If anyone knows the answer to this blogging puzzle presented by the anti-posting goblins,… Continue reading Happiness and Not Being Able to Post Comments
What do pottery and martial arts have in common? Well, that’s what I want to try to explain over the next few posts as I read through Soetsu Yanagi’s, “The Unknown Craftsman: A Japanese Insight into Beauty.” For a brief introduction to the man, here’s what Wikipedia has to say: ——————————————— LifeIn 1916, Yanagi made… Continue reading Pottery and Martial Arts
“…a bird or fish that aimed to move through the water or the sky (only) after getting to the bottom of water or utterly penetrating the sky, could never find its way or find its place in the water or in the sky.” -Dogen. “Shobogenzo“ Welcome to my world! Zen masters emphasize having “One Vehicle”… Continue reading "I’m already pulled over, I can’t pull over any more!"