Friday, January 30, 2015

not knowing what a single thing is



I was painting
in process
which means watching what I feel and think
while painting...

already one breakthrough
and a plateau had been reached
small marks
reenter the bodies

then I could feel the energy building
and I asked what wanted to join in
and the sense of the three bodies being embraced came

and it came from far away in the mountain
like a tail of a snake
and it moved behind the bodies
but when it came around the right side
it wasn't a snake any more
it was just a black ribbon like force of nature

or whatever

it was just what it was
and it entered one body
and exited here and entered there.
it was free to move in and out.

then the openings and exitings called my attention

and that was what i wanted to write about
that i painted these entrances and exits
not knowing more than that,
that they were entrances and exits

I painted with a care that I hadn't known before for something that I didn't know what it was.
that's all.
just that.

a new experience of not knowing as loving.



Da Free John, the Heart Master had a lovely little book for children called What to Remember to be Happy.
it was kind of like our bible while the boys were growing up.

No one,
not your mother, your father,
a doctor, a fireman
a priest, a teacher, a lawyer
or people who are working

No one knows what a single thing is.
this is the Mystery
this is the secret of being happy
from the time you are small
to the time you are old.

No one knows what a single thing is.
to be happy
to keep on loving and
to not be afraid
keep on remembering and feeling
God or the Mystery.


Friday, January 2, 2015

red in process



red again
these paintings begin to stand on their own
as they are
in process
transparent
holding the possibility
as yet unrevealed.

dots are necessary to complete a dot
connecting the dots comes naturally.

color moves from light blue to white to yellow
each moment in response
to all that came before,
now.

then the red arrives
and the expansion is felt
dots grow in size
the painter is saturated in red
and something feels complete.

my heart beat is felt
thrilled to be connected
and expressed.