- Rupert Sheldrake (1942 - )
Sunday, January 25, 2026
An Invisible Influence
Tuesday, January 13, 2026
Mystery of Life
It is not in the eye it is in the mind.
In our minds there is awareness of perfection ...
See perfection in every thing around you.
...
All human knowledge is useless in art work.
Concepts, relationships, categories, classifications,
deductions are distractions of mind that we
wish to hold free for inspiration.
...
Happiness is being on the beam with life
– to feel the pull of life."
Saturday, January 10, 2026
Absence/Presence
perennial Presence you see appearance.
Though the two are one and the same,
once they arise, they differ in name."
- David Hinton
The Four Chinese Classics: Tao Te Ching, Analects, Chuang Tzu, Mencius
Sunday, November 23, 2025
Shadow and Light
Listen, and lay your head under the tree of awe."
- Rumi (1207 - 1273)
Wednesday, October 29, 2025
Equivalent
Nature is a vast, chaotic collection of shapes.
You as an artist create configurations out of chaos.
You make a formal statement where
there was none to begin with.
All art is a combination of an external
event and an internal event…
I make a photograph to give
you the equivalent of what I felt.
Equivalent is still the best word."
- Ansel Adams (1902 - 1984)
Saturday, October 11, 2025
Zen Compositions
- Alan Watts (1915 - 1973)
Postscript. My last post explained what my recent series of "autumnal abstracts" has to do with quantum mechanics. This post is meant to convey the complementary explanation of what my autumnal abstracts have to do with Zen. Leaving aside the unintentional recursivity of the word "complementary" (since the concept has a formal meaning in quantum mechanics), here is an alternative summary of how using knee-high waterproof boots to get "up close and personal" to patterns of leaves in the creek - ostensibly to get better compositions - failed miserably. As I explained in the last post, no matter how slowly I approached a clump of leaves, invariably, the ripples induced in the water by my boots would dislodge one or more of the key elements of whatever composition I saw in my mind's eye. By the time I stood over the spot where I saw the original pattern, most of the leaves were gone. Here is where the Zen side of story begins...
The first day I donned my boots, it took me about a dozen attempts to learn how to "minimally disturb" whatever it was that caught my eye; to emphasize, not one, two or a few tries, but an embarrassingly many attempts. It was vastly harder than I anticipated. At some point - after my 3rd or 4th failure - I dejectedly poked my tripod into the water, angry with myself at being unable to do such a "simple” thing. So there I stood, knee-deep in water, immersed in a euphonious Siren call of delicately beautiful patterns I so wished to capture but which vanished the instant I approached them, when the absurdity of it all finally struck me like a Zen-master's cane! I doubled over with laughter, as multiple versions of Alan Watt's "the harder we try to catch hold of the moment..." aphorisms leapt to mind.
Adding to this genuinely Zen-like moment was the fact that two joggers just happened to be close enough to see and hear me. They both turned in unison to see what the source of the absurd laughter was. Without breaking stride or uttering a word, they just stared at what from their perspective must have seemed a "not quite all there and possibly drunk photographer" and ran off into the woods. I laughed for a few more moments, resolved to remember this little creek's Zen lesson, and resumed searching for interesting and evanescent patterns.
So, are my (still ongoing) "autumnal abstracts" a lesson in quantum mechanics? in Zen? or something else entirely? In the end, it's all just a matter of perspective 😊
Thursday, October 02, 2025
Musical Dream
Wednesday, October 01, 2025
Sensations In The Mind
- George Berkeley (1685-1753)
A Treatise Concerning the Principles of Human Knowledge
Monday, September 22, 2025
Fall, Leaves, Fall
- Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848)
Wednesday, May 07, 2025
New Zealand Zen #2
- Thich Nhat Hanh (1926 - 2022)
Peace Is Every Step
Note. I saw these little Zen leaves at Queenstown Gardens in New Zealand. Of course, since New Zealand is in the southern hemisphere, our (i.e., northern VA's) spring is its autumn, we were treated to a spectacle of color and recently fallen leaves, not just at Queenstown, but throughout our stay on the southern island. The mostly 50/60ish degree weather was also a welcome respite from the looming 80/90ish weather we typically get where we live (and are now experiencing after we got back from our trip). Here are a few more leaves that caught my attention in Queenstown.
Monday, March 03, 2025
Holistic Morphology
- Georges Cuvier (1769 - 1832)
Thursday, February 13, 2025
Leafless Tree
- Mark Twain (1835 - 1910)
Tuesday, February 04, 2025
Nothing Exists in Itself
Thursday, January 23, 2025
Wednesday, January 15, 2025
Celestial Hues
- Marcel Proust (1871 - 1922)
Swann’s Way
Saturday, January 11, 2025
Enfolded Mysteries
the things you look at change."
- Max Planck (1858 - 1947)
Friday, January 10, 2025
Mystagogic Objects
- Jean Baudrillard (1929 - 2007)
Fragments
Tuesday, December 17, 2024
Musical Imagination
We all have detailed memories of how
things have previously looked and sounded,
and these memories are recalled are
admixed with every new perception.
to some degree an act of creation, and
every act of memory is to some
degree an act of imagination."
- Oliver Sacks (1933 - 2015)
Musicophilia
Saturday, November 30, 2024
Passage of Time
- Beth Kempton (1977 - )
Wabi Sabi
Thursday, November 28, 2024
Little Universe
- Charles Darwin (1809 - 1882)
- Konstantin E. Tsiolkovsky (1857 - 1935)
“The teeming hordes of living things on Earth, not only in space but in time, are actually all one massive, single organism just as certainly as each one of us (in our own minds) seems to be a distinct human being throughout our limited lifetime… Each of us is, equally, an independent living human and also just one utterly minute, utterly brief unit of a single vast body that is life on Earth. From this point of view, the passing of human generations, in peace or turmoil, is nothing more than the shedding of cells from one’s skin.”





















