Rain Rain Rain

Copying is a way of collecting knowledge, as was done in the Ancient Alexandrian Library. Copying is a way of meditation, as done in Japan. Copying is a way to affect reality, as perhaps in witchcraft. I wrote RAIN many times and once again- trying to make it go on and on. More here: The […]

View

The Mediterranean views, land and sea, in art and literature – are a part of me; If I contemplate on them from above as of from a plane – they turn out to be abstract. When I observe them from the side, they become symbolic. If I apply blue, I bring the ocean and sweet water […]

Enso-Mandala-Womb

Last weekend I was one of 25 participants in a calligraphy intensive day with Tirza Paytan-Sela. I was practicing the Enso; When you paint-draw an Enso, you do it from left up-words and then down. Usually the heavy part of ink is at the start. Somehow, this whole day the weight was at the end of each Enso. The […]

Lists as Backbone of early writing

“……..in the very first phase of writing’s development, were lexical texts, word lists containing terms … names of metal objects, ceramic vessels, textiles, cities, trees, plants, cattle, swine, birds, fish, etc. Along with mathematical reckoning, these lexical lists were undoubtedly the backbone of early scribal education.” The Library of Alexandria, Roy Macleod, I.B. Tauris, 2004, […]

Shrine stamp book – site specific art

My eyes were attracted to the stairs leading into the hills above Yoshida Shrine. I took my shrine stamp book and put it on a stair. The wind blew and  leafed  the pages: And another path ,  My heart is in the East

Leaf and idols

I wrote: leaf, leaf leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf leaf, leaf,leaf, leaf leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf, leaf leaf, leaf,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, As idol imerged: idol, idol, idol, idol, idol, idol, idol, idol, idol, […]

The secrets of Kyoto 2/7 – Taxi

The first clue of Kyoto’s secrets was presented to me at the taxi from the Kansai Airport to Sensei’s home. The thin monk who sat next to me wore a beautiful simple brown cloak and had a big worn-out leather school-bag. He seemed amused to hear how a Mediterranean; Hebrew speaking artist, is interested in Japanese […]