Wash Away Sins: SongkranPosted: April 19, 2014 Filed under: photography, places, sight seeing Leave a comment
The Mekong: Two For OnePosted: April 11, 2014 Filed under: photography, places, sight seeing Leave a comment
Joshu’s Dog in East TexasPosted: April 10, 2014 Filed under: buddhism, places, sight seeing 2 Comments
Photograph copyright Roy Hamric
Does a dog have Buddha nature?
This is a matter of life and death.
If you say yes or no,
You lose your mind and body!
Sight SeeingPosted: February 25, 2014 Filed under: buddhism, photography, sight seeing, time, space Leave a comment
– From A Zen Forest, Sayings of the Masters
Blue in KathmanduPosted: February 21, 2014 Filed under: photography, places, sight seeing, states of mind Leave a comment
Why Bodhidharma Came to ChinaPosted: February 13, 2014 Filed under: buddhism, photography, sight seeing, states of mind Leave a comment
I’ll explain in detail
came to China:
Listen to the evening
bell’s sound. Watch
the setting sun.
– From A Zen Forest: Zen
Sight SeeingPosted: February 2, 2014 Filed under: people, sight seeing 1 Comment
A landscape photograph has an immediacy I never find in a landscape painting. It can sing closer to the heart. This one, by my good friend Robert Crosby, has two sensations: an intimation of despair and a ray of hope. But the blue is the real message. Deep blue dominates all colours for me, even red. It’s such a rich, soothing color – peace. Here it speaks volumes between the foreground and the background. Line and color and inanimate objects and forms, such a mysterious language.
Sight SeeingPosted: January 9, 2014 Filed under: places, sight seeing, writing Leave a comment
After weeks of cold nights and mild days, the air was dry this morning. The sun is warming the land. The light is bright, crisp, but it still holds a yellow tint as it rises into the dark blue sky. It can’t be Spring, but it feels like it. The neighborhood farmers wade calf-deep in the rice paddies. The separation dikes are rebuilt, water is draining into the square, sere paddies, some still showing the stubs of rice stalks burnt black after the last harvest. The light on the still water casts silver streaks across the surface. The yellow legs of white egrets, for a moment, hang back straight as they rise airborne, their wings moving slowly, wand-like over the Earth.
A tribute from the natural world. Last night, Katy the Cat caught a large mouse. Some remains, a head, hind legs and a few entrails, were left uneaten. She placed them near the water bowl in my office.