I am not there any longer. I am not getting-there any more.
I am here; Now/Here. It is where I am. Seeing.
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Today; interesting the unintended notes to future-self one may find in ones earlier book marginalia. The book? Frederick Franck’s classic, The Zen of Seeing/Drawing. The ‘thing’ identified as, from earliest memory is an Artist.
Who is an artist if not one who truly sees their subject, becoming, as Franck would have it, in the moments of making that art becoming one with the subject, observing and recording its essence, serving it/them/etc and not self. World don’t need another self-serving Artist. Truth?