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Orientation


A

POETICS

OF

LANDSCAPE,

DREAMSCAPE,

&

SILENT

ILLUMINATION

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Orientation


A

POETICS

OF

LANDSCAPE,

DREAMSCAPE,

&

SILENT

ILLUMINATION

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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

and slowly make it my 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.”

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Artist Statement

My lineage stream is circuitous.

It flows from ancient times to the present,

down from cloud-cloaked mountains

through moss-covered forests

out onto flatlands, into the city,

behind the courtyard wall.

My teachers were awake human beings

ever-oriented to the subtle teachings

of the unfurling seasons.

They fostered a sacred dialogue

between ego and soul

heart-mind and unconscious

human body-and-psyche

with the natural world.

The consciousness of poetics

was the flowing stream

between them all.

Weaving the silent illumination of meditation

with the insight and inspiration of dreamscapes

and the ongoing sacred conversation with the

natural world through “landscape practice,”

the result was something of a curriculum.

I have come to think upon it as

“the school of soft-attention. “

— Frank LaRue Owen —