I'm lucky enough to have seen these in person. They're so beautiful, especially in Miss Sarah's lovely home.
Plate #3 has me thinking of a Poem by Cold Mountain (Han-shan): "Beneath high cliffs I live aloneswirling clouds swirl all dayinside my hut it might be dimbut in my mind I hear no noiseI passed through a golden gate in a dreammy spirit returned when I crossed a stone bridgreI left behind what weighed me downmy dipper on a branch click clack"It's mind boggling how the experiences of a viewer can alter the message of an artist work. Sorry to super impose Dan! However, you work did make me pause, breathe, and feel calmer :- )
That is so lovely. Words have such power to improve and distill images~~~~Each time I reach for a bowl, plate or platter from Dan or simply walk through my home, filled with his art...I want to write poems, sing songs, dance and cook!
What a wonderful poem. I love the way that images connect from mind to mind. The image on that plate is from a Chinese painting, one that I copied several times in different media. I'll check & see what period it is from.
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