Everyday Ink

  Golden Wave © Yeachin Tsai Growing up in Taiwan, a small, beautiful green island in the vast Pacific Ocean, I was always fascinated by the display of natural power of typhoon season. Those magnificent waves have become one of my major painting motifs. I am extremely honored to have my artwork “Golden Wave” “Golden Wave” chosen for the cover of this book. My second artwork piece “Majestic Ocean Waves” is also used for a special edition for Waterstones as the endpaper art.  See below  “ Ocean : Earth’s Last Wilderness”  by Sir David Attenborough and Colin Butfield (John Murray Press, London, UK, May 2025. John Murray published Charles Darwin’s On the Origin of Species, Jane Austen’s Emma, Arthur Conan Doyle’s The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.) A brief introduction of the book from  Hachette UK  edition: From the icy oceans of our poles to remote coral islands, David Attenborough has filmed in every ocean habitat on planet earth. Now, with long-term collabo...

  The luminous, poetic, clear autumn light, the transitional time and sentiment of seasons. All things happened and still happening. Acrylic on gessoed ground cradled wood panel, two panels. Painting, acrylic on wood, two panels, each is 24 x 12 in.

  Without regret they fall and scatter… cherry blossoms   Haiku by Kobayashi Issa Painting, acrylic on canvas, 28 x 54 in.

Live long, live short, It doesn't matter. The mind continues. "The time is an illusion," wise people said that. I look into my life, life before, life ahead, The rich, dreamy experiences of coming and going. All is in flux. All is transitory. The profound consciousness remains. Tell me how to cut the water of river in half, Show me the way to divide time. The continuum of time is endless. Not here, not there. The energy manifests and changes; I can feel it. I am not too bright, I cannot see far, I don't know what is supposed to be. What's coming. The memory of time is deep in the forest, The green moss and stone walls scattered, In there I left my flute, But the melody still echoing. "Time River" - A poem written in 2018 re-write in 2022 Acrylic on canvas. 26 x 54 in. Auspicious River

The powerful, forgiving, loving trees breathe in the refreshing and vivid air. Life, vitality, energy, all sustained by the loving trees. Painting here: The Loving Tree, acrylic on canvas. 48 x 48 inches   The Loving Tree

  Life is like a rich golden river keeps flowing with all happy and sad, ups and downs. With all the sorrow and joy, I am in love with it. I am grateful. Painting here: Golden River, acrylic on paper. 128 x 30 inches Golden River

Buckets of Rain  Buckets of rain  Buckets of tears  Got all them buckets comin’ out of my ears  Buckets of moonbeams in my hand  I got all the love, honey baby  You can stand  I been meek  And hard like an oak  I seen pretty people disappear like smoke  Friends will arrive, friends will disappear  If you want me, honey baby  I’ll be here  Like your smile  And your fingertips  Like the way that you move your lips  I like the cool way you look at me  Everything about you is bringing me  Misery  Little red wagon  Little red bike  I ain’t no monkey but I know what I like  I like the way you love me strong and slow  I’m takin’ you with me, honey baby  When I go  Life is sad Life is a bust All ya can do is do what you must You do what you must do and ya do it  well I''ll do it for you,...

If you are big, Nothing can stop you. The difficulty of life, the pain and tears, everything would enrich you. If you are big, the sky above, the earth you stand on, the water below - they will support you. You will open your senses: The vast mind, the big heart, Will hear the cries and laughters, Will see all the colors and forms, Will feel hot and cold, sad and joy, The spectrum of all emotions. You will fly over the world and beyond, if You are truly big. Not fake. Following the wave, Riding on the wind. Seeing the light, and so be it. If you are big, you are not afraid. Not afraid of being human. We could big and humble, at the same time... Painting: The Wave 01, acrylic on wood panel. 18 x 18 inches, 2019 new series. (Inspired by Hokusai's Wave and Lina Wertmüller's movie Swept Away.) Yeachin Tsai Fine Art  

Space is wealth. Like a wild orchid enjoys the mountain fresh air: clear the clutter clear the mind.  Sumi ink on paper. Auspicious Ink  

The autumn storm swept away all the remaining leaves on the trees. The  snow is falling and the  winter is coming. Appreciating the changes of seasons and changes of life. It is not a bad thing; it is powerful and fulfilling. Acrylic on canvas. 40 x 40 in.   See this piece on Saatchi

I am not a mystic. However, taking a walk in the woods in autumn, we can truly connect to the elements in the nature world: the leaves are changing colors and falling; the clouds moving dramatically, sometimes reveal some patches of clear blue sky; the smell and touch sensations of a pine tree forest. The vultures and hawks are flying effortlessly, riding on the wind. Everything is in harmony. Everything is communicating with each other - only our thoughts block us from perceiving this. Our worries, fears, emotions, our big ego and ideas are in our way... There are inner connections that we cannot see but we can feel. On this beautiful planet earth, if we aspire to, we can feel and care for each other, as best as we can. Acrylic on paper mounted on canvas. 17 x 38 in.

Remembering the fanatic view that lasts lifetime? The sea at dawn: when heaven and horizon, the air and sea waves, all mixed together. There is no boundary in the great mystic atmosphere. Acrylic on canvas, mounted on wood panel. 28 x 20 in.  

Inspired by the clouds formation in the deep summer heat. The shapes and color changes. Everything changes. The intensity changes into lightness; the feather-like clouds changes into thunders. Everything is in constant flow - coming and going. Acrylic on canvas. 32 x 54 in. See this piece on Saatchi

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 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.  See this piece on Saatchi

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.  See this piece on Saatchi

Even in the darkest hour, a sunflower is still a sunflower! Acrylic on canvas. 11 x 11 in.  See this piece on Saatchi

Continuing with the theme of Wisteria flowers... Falling petals, Changing seasons, changing moon Wisteria blossoms,  The memory of youth still remains. Acrylic on canvas. 54 x 23 in.  Purchase this piece on Saatchi

Even the birds know this is a gorgeous, beautiful day! Why not we humans?  Sudden lilac rain
 The silent sound
 is heard. Lightning bugs  with sparking yellow Wisteria, my love! Acrylic on canvas.  54 x 32 in.  Purchase this piece on Saatchi

"The dragon is on its wings in flying in the sky - the great man rouses himself to his work." From I Ching, the Book of Change. Acrylic  on canvas. 16 x 40 in. See SaatchiArt.com for detail