I painted iPhone images today. (above, Karen’s sweet finches)
Looking through things (words/accumulations/”sounds and phrases that have moved”)
Leaning into pain. With an ever anticipated (anxiousness?) for moving,
OUT. of the pain.
A soothing helping balm of “this too shall pass”. Something (everything) always
moves into something else.
Another Karen finch.
on Miksang photography:
~direct experience is beyond concept
when there’s jealousy (from/at another’s images), return to appreciation
~haiku~ natural markers of impermanence.
no such thing as a thing
synchronization of experience/mind/heart
Showing not telling
the liminal spaces
haibun/haiku: perhaps what I love creating the most.
directions from the teacher…
“the reader should be able to track the path of perception, the relationship of the perceptions.”
I have things in my head that are not like what anyone has taught me – shapes and ideas so near to me – so natural to my way of being and thinking that it hasn’t occurred to me to put them down. Georgia O’Keeffe