Painting
The power inherent in one dot: its yang so strong that it can balance the yin of a large canvas – if it is at just the right spot.
Many of my paintings have a dot; usually just one, sometimes many. I am always astounded by the power of a dot. Just one alone on a canvas seems to have more power than many lines. To me, my most satisfying paintings consist of but one dot and one curved line. Both placed as Guided.
About to die, the Zen monk Shisui was asked by his disciples to write a death poem. He grasped his brush, painted a circle – and died.
Many times I’ve gone to the disused road tunnel under Waterloo Station to photograph all the graffiti. So much there is – for it is permitted.
The painter’s eye, in meditation free, does fly from earth to Heaven, from Heaven to earth,
Every artist, whether he knows it or not, is an emissary of the Spirit World.
The Tendai school of Buddhism believes that every single thing is imbued with Spirit – is Spirit made manifest.
All acts of Creativity are the grateful giving back what was given.
Before I paint, I await – expectantly – Spirit Guidance. As, in a sense, the canvas awaits me.