Day 42 of Year 2
A quick image tonight to get out of my head. Working fast from time to time is really important. It keeps you honest and combats over-working and over-thinking both of which kill art. Usually, I roll my plate with ink and then wipe it away to find the image. It's a mysterious and adventurous process watching an image reveal itself. Tonight tough, I did the opposite. I used the ink to draw an image on top of the ghost from last night. It feels so different to work in this way. The ink has less of a voice in the process and I felt more power and control but less mystery. I may explore this technique more, we shall see.
The Guest House
By Rumi
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.