Everyday Ink

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

I love moon; I love birds. I love to see and feel the birds flying in the night sky under moonlight. There is rapid movement beyond wind. There is synchronicity. There is communication beyond words. There are many - but they are one. Acrylic on canvas. 46 x 28 in. Moon Birds

The rain is falling silently in the luminous deep night. All memories turn into dreams. My love to you, through the ups and downs - will never wane. Acrylic on canvas. 48 x 54 in. Silent Rain

  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

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

The wings of an angel are glorious, The mind of an angel is vast, The heart of an angel is full of light and love. In a world filled with hate and sorrow, The angels are watching with tears in their eyes. Angel's Wings, acrylic on canvas. 32 x 44 inches Angel's Wings  

A angel is extending his (her) wings!  Let it go, or rather,  Let is be! Flying with the luminous light, Crossing the turbulent sea -  Covering the land of sorrow, With you boundless, pure passion! This is a good kind of desire - to be unconditionally kind! Enjoy the new wings, Enjoy the new found space - I don't need to be loud, I just need to be real. Dedicate to dear Sue F., my beloved heart friend.  Wings of Desire, acrylic on paper. 22 x 30 inches Wings of Desire  

Remembering the sound, smell, light, and magic of waterfalls. Everything changes constantly, drastically. Standing by the waterfalls: just be, here and now. Be still in all the movements. Aware of the energy flowing. It's like having a good conversation with the universe. The present moment contains everything. Bathing in the moment of complete fullness... The Swan Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river? Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air - An armful of white blossoms, A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned into the bondage of its wings; a snowbank, a bank of lilies, Biting the air with its black beak? Did you hear it, fluting and whistling A shrill dark music - like the rain pelting the trees - like a waterfall Knifing down the black ledges? And did you see it, finally, just under the clouds - A white cross Streaming across the sky, its feet Like black leaves, its wings Like the str...

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.

Dragons are inscrutable, playful, powerful and mysterious. They are beyond all boundaries, moving in all spaces with tremendous freedom and clear seeing. They are the energy, the force itself. When the mind is truly genuine and free, there is no limit to its possibilities. Acrylic on canvas. 26 x 26 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.  

A thousand playful dragons fly in the sky above and  water below. They are free and inscrutable. Their power is unlimited because they don't set their own boundaries by the conceptual mind. They are magical, because the non-dual existence of their being.  Acrylic on canvas. 16 x 38 in.

The divine, explosive dance between Shakti and Shiva created the universe and everything.  Acrylic on (clear gesso ground) canvas. Each piece the dimension is 24 x 54 inches. The two panels can be displayed together or separately. Acrylic on canvas. 24 x 54 in. x 2 See this piece on Saatchi

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