There’s something very calming and beautiful about Asian poetry. Part of it has to do with the calligraphy; the simple act of writing the language is an art form itself. The other parts have to do with the imagery Asian poets use and the compactness of the language. I have always been impressed with how […]Read more "Something sublime about Asian poetry"
This is a photo I bought recently at an arts festival, only the second piece of art that I have ever purchased. Now, I’m not an art expert or collector by any means, but I figured that I’d share my thoughts about this particular work. Maybe some of them might be applicable to art appreciation […]Read more "Midday prayers"
“No great Thinker ever lived and taught you All the wonder that his soul receivedRead more "Why creators suffer"
For most people, success is measured in terms of fortune and fame, but artists are a different breed. The artist’s measure of success is whether he reached his intended audience.Read more "The artist’s measure of succcess"
To kill a poet, one needs only turn him or her to stone. Dull, dense stone. I remember the expressions on the faces of my classmates in high school English. Imagine rolling-eyed, grimacing youths with mouths tilted like Escher staircases listlessly mumbling lines of lyrical beauty in tones as dull as the faux-wood desk at […]Read more "Dead poets live"