Talked to a chef for two hours and a half for #TheGreatBigNamitFoodTrip, and at one point, he was talking about how he thought up new dishes from just tasting a new ingredient and knowing almost immediately what it would go well with, what would enhance its flavor, what the best way to use it would be. Before I started painting, I would have had a hard time understanding, more so imagining, what he was talking about. But after a few years of dedicating most of my free time to the craft of combining colors to make new ones and seeing it all play out in my head most of the time, I instantly knew what the chef meant. // The thing is, it takes time to get to know something so deeply that you almost embody it and know how it would react or interact with something new or different (a new color or paper, a new ingredient, etc.). And during the time it takes to get to know the fundamentals of any craft, there will be many instances of failure and many, many, many days and nights clouded by doubt and despair. Sounds dramatic, but I think most serious pursuits ARE dramatic, and you have to have the gumption, determination, persistence to stick with it — through thick and thin. Great things, great work take a long journey, and the truth is, the greatest adventures are the ones that never end. // Keep learning, keep pushing, keep hoping for a better day. And of course, enjoy the ride.
The past remains present within us. It is not left behind or forgotten, however blurry the details may be. The present moment exists because the past moments transpired. We are, because we were.
Dropped by the Buddhist temple today and my eyes were caught by these bamboo shadows. Upon closer inspection, saw that there were stumps from dead ones, new ones sprouting, and of course, the really tall ones kissing the sky. The cycle of life in a Buddhist temple’s parking lot.