Sunflower in the Intense Blue Sky

Sunflower No. 8. The intense blue sky and the brilliance of the sunflower. Trusting the goodness of the world.

Acrylic on canvas. 20 x 20 in. 

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Sunflower No. 7

That summer we lost our beacon,
We drifted on the vast, turbulent sea, we are so lonesome!
We cried every morning.
At night we searched for Sirius, the brightest on the horizon.
We drank to oblivion.
We fell and dreamt of our kingdom. Far, far away...

No home,
No friends,
The lonely travelers kept going.
The damp smell of sea salt and gin. 
The sounds of screaming, shouting, mocking
Midnight howling,
And the wild, wild karmic wind.

In the magic realm of the seen and unseen world,
The eternal sunshine of the spotless mind shines.
With crystal tears,
We vow to keep sailing

Sailing on this endless ocean of joy, sorrow, and the mixtures......

We are only human, you know.



Poem and painting by Yeachin Tsai
Sunflower Series No. 7.
Acrylic on wood.  12 in. in diameter

Sunflower No. 6

Sunflower with a full life cycle. In this short life of mine, may I learn to be kind.

Be wise,
Be kind,
Seeing clearly. Be decisive.
Open and let go...
Live fully. 

Acrylic on linen. 12 x 12 in. 

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Sunflower 03

The intense heat of the summer, and, the burning sunflowers!

In the heat of samsaric world, 
There is this cooling warmth deep within our hearts.
The day and night, black and white, darkness and light, 
And everything in between,
Profound sadness and fire fill my being...
All the precious opportunities to experience, to love!

Acrylic on linen. 12 x 12 in. 

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Sunflower 02

Even in the darkest hour, a sunflower is still a sunflower!

Acrylic on canvas. 11 x 11 in. 

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Crazy, Mad Yogi!

In the time of the Five Dynasty (A.D. 907- A.D. 960, 五代) in China, the artists' imagination had gone wild - they depicted Lohans as symbolic figures of some kind of earthy, eccentric men (and women, too!) - the lohans may still be monks, but they were wild, crazy at times - they tricked people, but all their doing was to awake people.

In the Tibetan Buddhism system, there is a term called “Crazy Wisdom”. According to great master Trungpa Rinpoche, from his book: “Crazy Wisdom”, “The Myth of Freedom”, “Journey Without Goal”, and “The Lion’s Roar”, (by Shambhala Publications), he said: “Crazy wisdom, in Tibetan is yeshe chölwa, wisdom run wild.” Of course, you have to have wisdom first, then have the crazy. In another book “The Teacup & the Skullcup: on Zen and Tantra”, he mentioned that “Zen is wild; and Vajrayana is crazy.”

This painting is done with acrylic and oil on canvas paper, the size is 8 by 10 inches.


From now on,
This old lady has no pretty clothes to wear!
How liberating! I no longer need to be anyone that I'm not.
The cosmic storm has swept all the pretenses. This kind of purification happens rarely!!
Ha ha ha!
I know nothing, this old fart. No need to pretend. How arrogant and ignorant of me in the past! 
Who am I and where I am going?
Hum Hum Hum, Now Now Now
Let's dance nakedly --
All I have left is my genuine, tender heart...

Written on the hottest day of lifetime; the burning, penetrating, sharpness of reality shines; a crazy summer of 2018. This little portrait was done in 2012