Communion


While out walking in a Yonghe park, i sought shelter from the intense noontime sun. Under the shade of a mature broad-leaved tree, my eye rested on the shimmering discs of warm distilled light, gently golden at its borders. It gave me the sensation of looking upwards at rose-shaped stained glass windows of a cathedral. Although I didn't have the intense suffering and aching soul of a pilgrim, I felt, in that instant a certain peace, the fleeting inspiration any creator of art must feel in order to continue onwards and closer to their full potential; a glimpse through a portal. I've never adhered to any religion per se, but just then, I was reminded of the words, "perfect love drives out fear" from the Book of John. I reflected on my move to Taiwan, a long journey into the east, and it brought to mind the idea that travelling east, towards the dawn, "reserving the arrow of time", to embrace "the fountain running......", was a move of some significance which I haven't yet come to fully appreciate.

As the imagery mixed in my mind, and thoughts became defined in the light, i thought of my family and those nearest to me. To be strong for them, I thought, I must allow art to guide me.

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