

Five hundred revolutions of the ink stick on my ink stone. Add a few drops of water and let my mind wander while keeping the circular motion smooth and steady. When satisfied with the consistency, dip the point of the brush into the ink and make the first stroke on the rice paper. There is no turning back.
Click Random Memory #30 ~ Hong Kong I am sitting at a table in Mr. Lao's class with my felt cloth and a section of rice paper unfurled before me. I have been grinding ink and making horizontal and vertical lines on my rice paper over and over and over. I have been doing this for weeks. A fellow student arrives with a small package which she proudly unwraps to show Mr. Lao. It is an exquisitely carved antique ink stone, the surface smooth as silk. It is a wonderful find she purchased in one of the many fine shops in Central...it could have been a museum piece. Mr. Lao's face is a blank mask, he says, "Put it away. It belongs to a Master." It will be months before I am allowed to paint a cherry blossom.



All four are quite beautiful but 1 and 4 the most atmospheric and in very different ways.
ReplyDeleteBlue ~ Thank you very much! All four were shot in winter when Maine is very moody and atmospheric. I love working with fog and night lights!
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ReplyDeleteThese images are superb! For us, perhaps the second and third have the greatest appeal for they contrast one with another and yet both are thematically very similar. Fascinating.
Mr. Lao sounds to have been an uncompromising teacher!
Hello Jane and Lance, Thank you very much! I agree, the headlights, motion and light contrast in 2 and 3 are similar. I appreciate your insights!
DeleteMr. Lao was an uncompromising teacher...and I did go on to paint cherry blossoms and many more subjects too!
I love your photos Carol!!!
ReplyDeleteOptimistic Existentialist ~ Thank you so much for stopping by with such a lovely comment!
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