"Contemplation is panoramic, receptive awareness whereby you take in all that the situation, the moment, the event offers, without judging, eliminating, or labeling anything up or down, good or bad. It is a pure and positive gaze, unattached to outcome or critique." Richard Rohr
I'm reading about Japanese aesthetics right now. Yugen is beauty accompanied by sadness; it was once described as being like "on an autumn evening when there is no color in the sky nor any sound . . . yet we are somehow moved to tears."
Think of leaving a place, out on to the sea, unsure of what's ahead, thinking of what's been left behind . . .
Winter is the best time
to find out who you are.
Quiet, contemplation time,
away from the rushing world,
cold time, dark time, holed-up,
pulled in time and space
to see that inner landscape,
that place hidden and within.
David Budbill, "The Emperor"
Lao Tzu said flexibility and resilience are what it takes to stay alive.
And kindness, Confucius believed, is the highest virtue.
So why is the Emperor so spiteful and malicious? Why
does he go around beating up everybody all the time?
Why do so many people have to suffer and die just because
the Emperor and his Imperial Court have an idea?
Henry David Thoreau: "Our inventions are wont to be pretty toys, which distract our attention from serious things. They are but improved means to an unimproved end . . ."
A Winter Night
The winter night is dark and cold. The weatherman says
we're in for trouble. What do I care?
The woodbox is full, the cast-iron stove is glowing,
I've got a cup of tea. A pot of water simmers on the stove.
Beside my chair: Pao Chao, Ryokan, Po Chu-i,
Wang Wei, The Book of Songs, some pencils and paper.
Let the wind howl, let the snow come,
Tonight I'll sit here, as Ryokan did two hundred years
before me, quietly reading poems from long ago. David Budbill
Over the last couple of years, I have fallen into a rut of what I photograph: mostly of the bay, in one way or another. So here are some alternatives—a different direction of attention. I like these because they are so different from what I usually photograph, and also because they are good examples I think of—just this is it, thusness, being itself . . .
Been sort of out of it for a couple of weeks. I worked on some images but couldn't find any I really liked. Then today: taken sort at random—just what I was seeing in a particular moment—I like these. I haven't worked on them much—more or less as they came out of the iPhone (!). Entertainment for a weekend . . .
I've been under the weather for the last week or so, thus I haven't posted anything here. Still not up to par--meanwhile, I've been playing--new framings, and using a new infrared filter.