Monday, February 25, 2013
The Opening
AH-mazing. Family and friends...It was so great seeing all the different people from all over my life. As always I suspect the show was really about getting all those bodies into one room; that was the real "body theology." Art openings are secretly intended to facilitate party-spirit. If you need a conversation piece, then the art can supply, but it's really all about getting people together. One 5th grade kid asked what "Theology" meant. I said ology is "to study or investigate", and theo is "Spirit, like the Human Spirit." He said, "so it is 'Body Spirit.'" Yes! yes yes yes, I thought. That's a better name than Body Theology! hah! It reminds me of the Forest Spirit in Princess Mononoke. "Body Spirit".
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Half of the show
Expulsion
Non-vanishing
(cen)Ancestors
Michael and the Dragon
Tunnels of Gates
Landscape Habitus
David and Goliath
Tension and Release
Gatherings (you have always known)
Non-vanishing
(cen)Ancestors
Michael and the Dragon
Tunnels of Gates
Landscape Habitus
David and Goliath
Tension and Release
Gatherings (you have always known)
Above and Below
Elijah Rock
Monday, January 28, 2013
Adventures in Babysitting
For a snack we made spinach tacos, using the leaf like the Japanese use nori. This is how I got them to eat spinach!
What was beautiful today?
My three-and-a-half year old niece asked if she could draw
me on the couch. She looked up at my face, then down at her etch-a-sketch, made two
little dots and said, “These are your eyes.” She continued to place a nose, ear,
hair, and an oval for a head all around the picture plane, balancing the
composition with a long vertical line she called my mouth. I asked if she
wanted to practice drawing and looking at the same time. “Ok,” she said without
hesitation. She stared into my eyes while making a little squiggly line, looked
down at it pleased and said, “That is your face.”
And it was!
What was beautiful today?
Before we eat the soup my dad made for us, we put our
hands together and thank everyone involved. I call out a certain entity and
say Thank You! and the kids echo just like when we sing. “Thank you, farmer.
Thank you, mr. pig. Thank you, truck driver. Thank you, sunshine. Thank you,
rain. Thank you, mommy. Thank you, daddy.” The kids repeat each phrase in
whatever tone I set. I ask, is there anyone else? “Ba!” Margot says. “Thank
you, Ba! Thank you, Da.” I say, “That was good. Now we can eat!” I am about to
put my first bite into my mouth when David interrupts. “Wait,” he says. “Thank
you, uncle David.”
What was beautiful today?
While getting ready for bed, my niece asked if I would help her put on her shirt; “I can’t do it by myself.” I replied, “I will, but you start and I’ll help you finish.” So she put her arms through the holes, lifted her hands above her head, then suddenly grabbed the shirt and pulled down in just the right place to push her big head through the tiny neck. I looked at her in amazement, and suddenly she burst into laughter. “I did it! I did it!” We both hugged and laughed in love.
Friday, January 25, 2013
The Principle of Correspondence
Each painting in my show intends to be a body-landscape/micro-macro/above-below "remix," heavily influenced by 19th century American Landscape Painters (realism, luminism, and tonalism). I'm also thinking a lot about body-lanscape "entanglement" (Hodder, Tilley, Merleau-Ponty, Abram (who is also a slight-of-hand magician!)), origin myths, horizons, clouds of unknowing, and body theology. I love the mystical truism that "God lives in you as you," which is a mashup of 1 Corinthians 3:16 , the hermetic axiom "As above, so below," and some New Age American Buddhist thought.
When Bird and the tulku Yondenzan visited Lawrence last month, we went to the medicine wheel, gave incense offerings from Yondenzan's monastery in Tibet, and prayed "the long-life prayer of the Dalai Lama", who signifies the Supreme Wish. "May All Powerful Chenrizig remain until samsara ends."
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Contemporary Japanese Art
Butoh: The Dance of Darkness
“One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.” ~ Carl Jung
I just did a lecture for the University of Reddit about some Contemporary Japanese Art. I started my narrative with the Japanese post-bomb "silent scream" that found expression in Butoh dance emerging from Hiroshima in the late 50s. Both male and female butoh dancers would typically strip naked, cover their bodies in white body paint, and move in a hauntingly slow pace with their faces contorted into terrifyingly living masks. The first famous Butoh dance performed in 1959 was inspired by Yukio Mishima's first novel "Forbidden Colors" (the Oscar Wilde of Japan?) and concluded with founder Kazuo Ono's 12 year old son Yoshito (with whom in 2006 I got to briefly study!) simulating sex with a chicken and running off stage. From that context I then introduced five popular contemporary visual artists working and thriving in Japan: Takashi Murakami, Aida Makoto, Tenmyouya Hisashi, Yayoi Kusama, and Konoike Tomoko. Whatever these artists are doing, it must be resonating with something true in the Japanese psyche because the Japanese people love them. The hour-long lecture is on youtube, but I'll give you a shorter version here later.
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