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Leaving a lot more than a studio, and this was a lot more than a hobby.

There are two people in me now. One is before the 4th October, and the other is after 4th October… the latter is belligerent, and more assertive.

Eleven or Twelve? Asked Peter Brook.

In this old painting below, Arjuna is completely at an impasse in his life. The sand is the only thing that he moves, his weapons having been put to rest for twelve years.

In the next, more recent painting (January 2021), Arjuna has recovered his weapons, and a bird comes to see him. The bird is descending upon Arjuna (holy spirit-like) to impart some instructions.

tha craobh a chiùil

na flùr ri fuaradh

A poem from Brittany by Maodez Glanndour

Hag-eñ eo diskennet en noz.
Elerc’h gwenn-kann an hanternoz.
Hag e kouskont er mor, morzet,
Pleget o fenn didan o fluñv.
 
N’eo ket elerc’h, an erc’h
A zo kouezhet askellek en enezeg.
N’eus en aber met rec’hier
A huñvre kuvñ dindand o fluñv.

Sneachda thairis air na h-eileanan

An d’rainig na h-ealachean bàn bhon tuath

Aig an àm-sa a’ cadal air a mhùir, liabhach, san aigeal.

A’ sgaoileadh an sgiathan farsaing

An ceann a’ lubadh fon clòimh

Chan e ealachan, ach sneachda mìn

A tuiteam air an sgiath air na h- eileanan.

Anns an fhearsad, tha na creagan a’ bruadar

Gu socair, fon iteach, fon clòimh

(my translation)

What are days for?

Days are where we live…

They are to be happy in: