John Brown, the teacher in whose studio I have been working, first in January and now the last five weeks, died of a heart attack last night.
Yesterday he was emptying the kiln with us all helping to carry the pieces to the shelves - today he is gone. It is hard to believe.
John's studio is a vital part of the lives of many people and he was keeping everything smoothly moving.
He will be missed and remembered.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Saturday, July 18, 2009
THE FORM OF THE FORMLESS
It is not clear above;
it is not dark below;
unceasing, unnamable,
it rturns again to nothing.
It is the form of the formless,
the image of nothing.
It is said to be disturbing and distracting.
Meeting it you will not see its head;
following it you will not see its rear.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
LAST WEEK
We got lost and the hike was so long that it completely tired me out so I couldn't do anything much the rest of the day.
I love the last line to the snake: "I'm glad you stayed in Eden when they left."
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