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diary painting XIX

091104091104; oil on wood panel, 21 x 22,5 cms

Green has long ago yielded for the reds, yellows and browns of autumn, and today the first snow is falling.

Recalling the last weeks or months, I find that I have spent quite some time teaching as well as learning from other people who, to some significant extent, live at the borders of language; be it by creative work (artists and writers), by neurophysical sufferings (people with dementia or autism), or by the cultivation of meditative experience – sometimes in combination, sometimes not.

Somehow, this seems relevant to the question whether there is a method to die.

quiet days XIV

I 091009

Monday friends II

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two more drawings; graphite pencil on paper, ca 20 x 30 cms each

10½

a hare finding its way through the forest, senses open all around;
the attentive mind
the hunter tracing its track, set and sharp;
the reflective mind

and the hunter will kill the hare, over and over
again

10

Practice attention and reflection.  But separate.

diary painting XVIII

090917

090917; oil on wood panel, 21 x 22,5 cms

In spring, the green of nature is bright, radiant. Today, when summer is already gone, it can be equally intense; no more the heavy shades of August, but translucent, almost transubstantial.

diary painting XVII

090910090910; oil on wood panel, 21 x 22,5 cms

diary painting XVI

090909

090909; oil on wood panel, 21 x 22,5 cms

diary painting XV

090908

090908; oil on wood panel, 21 x 22,5 cms

diary painting XIV

090907090907; oil on wood panel, 21 x 22,5 cms

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