“Being youthful is about being flexible both literally and figuratively. In this life, if you can stay flexible, you have a really good chance of navigating a really rich experience for yourself on this planet.”
Wise words we all would do well to remember during these tumultuous times.
(Portrait of a Sktchy muse in a Hahnemühle Nostalgie A5 Sketch Book)
We cannot stop the winter or the summer from coming. We cannot stop the spring or the fall or make them other than they are. They are gifts from the universe that we cannot refuse. But we can choose what we will contribute to life when each arrives.
These ten commandments on seeing/drawing were revealed to me on a mountain, but also in a meadow, on a beach and even in the subway. For their revelation did not come all at once, but in this installments, as it were, over the years, and always while I was busy drawing, and invariably on holy ground. But that may be because, while drawing, all ground is holy: unseparated from the whole.
Frederick Franck The Awakened Eye
You shall draw everything and every day.
You shall not wait for inspirations for it comes not while you wait but while you work.
You shall forget all you think you know and, even more, all you have been taught.
You shall not adore your good drawings and promptly forget your bad ones.
You shall not draw with exhibitions in mind, nor to please any critic but yourself.
You shall trust none but your own eye and make your hand follow it.
You shall consider the mouse you draw as more important than the contents of all the museums of the world, for
You shall love the ten thousand things with all your heart and a blade of grass as yourself.
Let each drawing be your first: a celebration of the eye awakened.
You shall not worry about “being of your time”, for you are your time. and it is brief.
Coffee is the common man’s gold, and like gold, it brings to every person the feeling of luxury and nobility.
Where coffee is served, there is grace and splendor and friendship and happiness.
All cares vanish as the coffee cup is raised to the lips.
The great lessons from the true mystics, from the Zen monks, is that the Sacred is in the ordinary, that it is to be found in one’s daily life, in one’s neighbors, friends, and family. in one’s backyard, and that travel may be a flight from confronting the Sacred. To be looking everywhere for miracles is a sure sign of ignorance that everything is miraculous.