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

Fun Time























































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)
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.

May all beings be Free and in Love.



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