Up and Down, Up and Away
Crazy times for me.
Not everything is explainable, because reality falls apart.
There is going up to a good mood and then an old habitual sadness/bitterness washes over me. Then again the mood turns, this time into wonder and then reality starts falling apart.
That’s where I am, folks.
Drawing one:
The bird
Was strikingly decorated
And had
A very smart eye
She ate only cones of sugar
And that’s why
There was some confusion
In the way she uttered her words
In a bird like way
She flew
Along the rainbow
In the sky that is inside of all things
She had a golden glow
On the feathers of her chest
The dream that she had
About the engine that runs everything
Made her smile in waves
Like an introverted clown.
The second drawing:
Under the sky of a dark rule
I worked hard
At the river
I saw
A little soft field
With lovely sky above it
Tinged with blood
It is hard to move through the density of the trees
It is hard to enter the angry, guarded house
But when I’m in
Will she be the one who’ll save me?
Or will she be the one
Who will condemn me to death?
The third drawing:
What is inside
Is projected out
A fog, like a rage, very much subdued
Just above the eyes
Is out as many things
All collected for your perusal
A rock in a white courtyard
Is a thought
The desert
The golden sand
The striking sky that turns from deep blue to grey
And the distant mountains
Are nothing
But a beautiful cloud
Inside of the forehead.
The fourth drawing:
The big bird is dancing and falling
The little boy plays with a lizard
The fish learns to fly
The Indian chief
Rows a canoe in the shape of a catfish
Going backwards
The alien alligator holds a branch in its jaw
The roots swim in the water
And all of this happens
Because the conductor holds two batons
Made of lightning.
I used to be a graphic designer and an illustrator. I became involved with the Chan Meditation Center and studied meditation and Buddhist knowledge with the late Master Sheng-yen from Taiwan. For twelve years I was in a process of deepening my meditation. I had many more experiences and insights and my life changed. After having illustrated more than 40 children’s books and writing two of them, I left this career too and went to New York University to study art therapy.
