What could make pure art? Obviously it cannot be created with notes of music and instruments, nor with paints and brushes, nor with cameras, nor with marble and chisels, since every medium has gross limitations. A medium is not full of life. We can bring it to life, but by itself it does not live.Read More »
“The Little Things”
Photography teaches me
to see the little things,
not the wide river—
too much—much too much—
but the tiny ripples
flowing round the twig.
I learn to love Her
through Her tiny things.
On the day the diagnosis was made, when my father knew he would die, he taught me what his older brother had passed on to him when he too confronted his mortality.Read More »
“Beauty, Blessedness, Belovedness”
“They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only beauty.”
There must be infinite, ever-ascending stages of high Life Energy and many names we could use for The Feeling, for God, for Belovedness. One very high stage in particular I have delineated is that of Beauty—to be able to look at anything, even a blank wall, and feel deeply in your heart, to know at the very core of your existence, that it is Beautiful.Read More »
“From Kensho to Satori”
The Japanese word kensho is used in Zen in the sense of “seeing one’s own true nature,” the Buddha-Nature. Coming to the realization that one is a Buddha, and that all are Buddhas: Buddhas, Buddhas – everywhere!Read More »