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.
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.
A few months ago, Mary asked Frank for a new painting in the living room. They decided to recreate a meaningful as well as decorative art work. They wanted to hang a piece that would influence future art production through a better understanding of the earliest art produced thousands of years ago. They decided on recreating a cave painting from the photos and information about the first art created by early artists. After building a custom wood panel, Frank applied heavy impasto coats of acrylic paint with a sponge to simulate a cave wall surface for this 30″ x 60″ painting.
Living in History
Now as Mary and Frank sit and discuss the day and future directions, they are blessed with a sense of the earliest art, and bring a bit of history forward in time.
Thank you very much to all who support my art production in many ways over many years. As you can see, new works are on their way into the collection from my painting studio. Of course, this wonderful studio competes with my far removed high-tech digital studio, 29 steps away. But, fortunately they are very compatible, bringing new energy daily to each other.
I’m very blessed, and wish the same for you.
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
We are like children building a sandcastle. We embellish it with beautiful shells, bits of driftwood, and pieces of coloured glass. The castle is ours, off-limits to others. Yet despite all our attachment, we know that the tide will inevitably come in and sweep the sandcastle away. The trick is to enjoy it fully but without clinging, and when the time comes, let it dissolve back into the sea.
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.
In the 23” x 20” framed acrylic on wood painting below, Frank gets whimsical with some Asian characters, have two stick figures joyfully jumping a hurdle together, ripping through the fabric of space and time. This piece is part of an infinity bubble series.
Finding a realistic and sustainable joy is often easier with a trusted partner or group.