Today’s post features a painting hanging in the Art and Zen Sanctuary.
This work is painted in acrylic on a hand-crafted custom wood panel, painted around the 1.75″ edges and measuring 96” x 24” with rounded corners.
The significance of the lotus flower in the Zen tradition is about beauty rising out of the muck where it grows. This is similar to freeing our minds through meditation, rising above the mess around us in the world today…the mess we all need to deal with everyday. How about we work together to clean up what causes us to suffer and rise like a beautiful lotus flower.
Bless you all as you deal with task of finding the best space to elevate your consciousness.
Things have not been going well for the grays in the sanctuary lately. It seems like the browns are asserting themselves and taking down their competitor species. So, to do honor to the grays, here is a repost of… Hope…Standing for Nature in the Art and Zen Sanctuary
After thinking “Gracy’s Lagoon” was completed a few weeks ago, the birds have flown back to the easel for some touching up, along with the rocks…etc.
Seems like hanging it on the wall was an invitation to enjoy and examine, only to see things that might still be “improved.” And…back to the painting studio.
So, when is a painting really done? Some famous artists have carried their work around for years, like Leonardo and his “Mona Lisa” which he loved so much he carried it with him wherever he traveled. It could be that a friendship develops with some works and their creators. It could also be that the relationship is heightened when others show interest in a particular piece…making the artist more aware that others are looking at this work, so it better be as good as they can make it.
Perhaps, it is not until the work finally leaves the artist’s possession that the work is really completed.
Frank thinks back, “Decades ago, I hiked down into the Feather River Canyon with my daughter Gracy to explore a hidden treasure I had discovered off the beaten path. You could hear it before you saw it…a thirty foot waterfall, flowing into a beautiful lagoon. Not too long after that visit, I began to do a painting of this magical place. Over the years, I’ve found opportunities to do a bit more work on the picture, including a couple of parrots known to travel the canyon…escapees from pet owners.
Today, it looks like I’ve got the finishing touches in place. And in honor of Gracy’s birthday today, here is the 48″W x 36″H acrylic on canvas…
Oh…yes, Happy Birthday Gracy!
From Dad, Mary and Ziggy
The Evening Grosbeaks returned earlier this year than last, which was in March. It is great to see the gregarious flock come flying in. They are usually in a group of 6 or 8, playing with and feeding each other. During this visit they descended onto the maple trees to enjoy the whirligig seeds.
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief.
I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light.
For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.