not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

also prayer


  1. Plus près de la peinture ou de la gravure, cette création nous parle de grâce, de légèreté, de poésie, bref, de ce dont le monde est en manque et a tant besoin.


  2. roger, then i am lucky, aren't i, to encounter such grace.

    marion, yes))) my son gave me this feather a while back. i rediscovered it one afternoon in the clutter of my car. twice it became my gift. and then again through photograph.


  3. I'm astonished. I finally found a way to come here. I had to be brave. I was afraid of feeling too much. Many things.

    And it did happen like that. But I am braver still now I've come.

    There are tears and pain, yes, as I told you. I don't know quite what to do with it. But now I will go and work that out.

    Thank yuou.

  4. To be more clear. :)

    There is distance, between me and what I want to express. When I find it here in what you do, it is bittersweet. Is it my ego? I think it is deeper and more than that.

    It is that I need to find my way across this distance I feel, between myself and what I want to do. I think the work can be done. Of course it will not be what you have done, or do, or will do. It will be mine. But I do not feel meaning in what I am doing, the way I feel it from what you are doing.

    This is not about my ego though! It is about wanting to do what I want to do, connect with the eternal-ness that is available to me, and then express it.



"Words at the limit of hearing, attributable to no one, received in the conch of the ear like dew by a leaf." (philippe jaccottet) or even a quiet presence is appreciated))