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.

  The magical moonlight is shining on the ground, on the sea, on the cityscape. The gentle, soothing light always keeps its equanimity. Rich and poor, thick and thin, time after time it remains the same. The compassionate moonlight shines on everyone. Painting, acrylic on paper, 45 x 45 in. Moonlight

Life is so dreamy, yet so beautiful and brief, like a silent, sweet river song flows through the vast landscape of mind. Painting, acrylic on paper, 30 x 22 in.

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

Knowing that all are impermanent, transient, my heart is tender like an ocean that holds everything. What remains will be the stars, the wind, the echo in the air, the flickering light reflections on the water... All are forgivable, but not forgettable. My heart is like an ocean holds the everlasting love. Painting, oil on canvas, 18 x 42 in. My Heart is Like an Ocean

If there's a moon, there's a poet; If there's a bird, there's a song; If there's a child, there's joy; If there's a war, there's only sorrow. Poem written Apr. 17, 2022 Painting, acrylic on wood, 12 x 9 in. If There's a Moon There's a Poet

Deep longing for a society of peace, joy, and harmony - where everyone truly listens to everyone, respects each other. A society based on the foundation of believing in human basic goodness. Throughout history human beings have suffered so much, but have we learned anything? Sadness is always in my heart these days. Acrylic on canvas. 44 x 56 in. Peace, Joy, and Harmony

The boundless freedom of a natural born space traveler in the dark sacred sky. To be free, and to be alone, both are necessary. Feeling the wind and joy of speed. Fresh air replenishes vitality. Acrylic on canvas. 54 x 28 in. The Blue Traveler

  Richard Feynman, the renowned theoretical physicist, talked about the energy from the sunlight infuses into plants, trees, and then released from the fireplace burning of the wood - how wondrous! All forms change into other forms in time, all matters have their energies interact with each other. In the midst of the seemingly chaotic universe there are some very basic, fundamental principles operate eternally. That is the universal law. That is truly fascinating!   As Zen master Shunryu Suzuki said when a student once asked him to sum up Buddhism: "Everything changes." Acrylic on canvas. 32 x 34 in. Melody of Dream

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

Chinese calligraphy painting: “Six Persimmons”. Original still life work. Inspired by the “Six Persimmons” from 13th-century Chinese painting; the painter was a monk, Muqi Fachang or Mu Ch’i Fa-Ch’ang of Song dynasty. Muqi was one of the two great exponents of the spontaneous mode of Chinese painting (the other being Liang Kai). It features six persimmons floating on an undefined, vast space. But all the marks are definite, full of life and nowness. Sumi ink on Chinese rice paper. 14″ by 24″. Signed by the seal of the artist: “existence and space (emptiness) are one.”    Another version:  

The dream of my life  is to lie down by a slow river  and stare at the light in the trees— to learn something by being nothing a little while  but the rich  lens of attention.  —Mary Oliver, "Entering the Kingdom" Painting: Blue River Song. Acrylic on canvas, 26x52 in.

Walking on the path, I don't know anything about life, nor about death. I walk with mindfulness and awareness (sometimes). Most of the time, I am just being happy and sad, sane and mad, like you do. With love I try. Painting here: Soaring Dragon, acrylic on canvas. 48 x 24 inches   Soaring Dragon

  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

Let’s leap into the space, Let's enjoy it We have done this many, many times Don’t be afraid of the fresh air The total freedom of free falling The unimaginable distance - that is an illusion Here and now, and the solidity of non-solidity Because we never leave, we never come  The space and time of nowness is at our hands I am here with you as always Your blessings, your love - are here forever Let's give, let's receive, Let us play - with courage My painting here: Adhishthana, acrylic on canvas. 42 x 22 inches Adhishthana

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,...

The Myth of Zhuangzi. By Yeachin Tsai. Acrylic on canvas, 30 x 56 inches, 2019 Showing at the  2019 Artists of the Mohawk Hudson Region  Curated by Victoria Palermo Hyde Collection Friday October 11 – December 4, 2019 Artists’ Reception: Saturday, October 12, 2019, from 2-5 pm at the Hyde Collection in Glens Falls, New York The Myth of Zhuangzi: "IN THE NORTHERN DARKNESS there is a fish and his name is K'un. The K'un is so huge I don't know how many thousand li he measures. He changes and becomes a bird whose name is P'eng. The back of the P'eng measures I don't know how many thousand li across and, when he rises up and flies off, his wings are like clouds all over the sky. When the sea begins to move, this bird sets off for the southern darkness, which is the Lake of Heaven." The Myth of Zhuangzi 莊子, acrylic on canvas. 30 x 56 inches

"The Amazon", the rain-forest, the lung of our precious earth. If we look at the Amazon from the space, it is luxuriant greenery, the living organ of this beautiful planet. Let us treasure it. For we are all together on this blue spaceship sailing in the infinite universe. The Amazon, acrylic on canvas. 48 x 48 inches The Amazon