So much changes in a week. Last post I was talking about a recycled, repeated past; this week we feel unfettered and lost in a disappearing past.
The Prompt: Fundamentals we take for granted
Again this week's prompt comes from the Zen by the Brush book by Myoshi Nancy O'Hara.
As fish dart through the water, they are forgetful of water; as birds fly in the breeze, they are not conscious that there is a breeze. Discern this and you can transcend the burden of things and enjoy natural potential.
- Huanchu Daoren
Again, first task is to sit for a meditation on that for 5-10 minutes or however long you feel is good to you.
So my sumi board isn't really working out. Or else Albuquerque water isn't working out. Each drawing is leaving a trace of past drawings.
This quote made me think about 'things we take for granted' as living beings: water, air...and time, especially time with loved ones. Monsieur Big Bang inherited a grandfather clock last weekend which we drove back to Albuquerque through the snow. It's looming pretense was in my eye line as I was working on this. I was pretty intimidated trying to draw a grandfather clock on the sumi board so I did a sketch first.
...inspired by the drawing.
Water, wind and time:
all the torrents and simmers.
The clock stops at five.
Donna Lee McCray (March 12, 1931 - February 25, 2019)
Now it's yours.