29598389_384255795377230_5028513370478802093_n.jpg
IMG_3844.JPG
AdobeStock_92981899.jpeg
29598389_384255795377230_5028513370478802093_n.jpg

Artist Statement


A

POETICS

OF

LANDSCAPE,

DREAMSCAPE,

&

SILENT

ILLUMINATION

SCROLL DOWN

Artist Statement


A

POETICS

OF

LANDSCAPE,

DREAMSCAPE,

&

SILENT

ILLUMINATION

IMG_3844.JPG

Artist Statement


Artist Statement


AdobeStock_92981899.jpeg

Artist Statement


Artist Statement


Artist Statement

The Dao is my sun

moving through space.


My now-gone teacher,

Dao-Sentiment River,

threw off her human robe

and is over there now

meditating inside the Big Dipper.


Back on Earth,

I practice her way

within The Way.


I walk,

and swim,

and dream,

and spin

round and round

the sun-like Dao.


Solar flares

and echoes of ghost stars

pass right through

this dreaming body.


I catch them in my midnight nets

wash them in moonshine

and let them dry for a season in the sun.


After they have dried and cured,

I offer them up to travelers

in their various forms.


I don’t know what to call them

but passerby

after passerby

refer to them

as “poems.”

— Frank LaRue Owen —