#O128: Nothing but Dreams

This is/was intended as just a playful exploration of the reverse side of the panel on which this painting was done. I wanted to see if I could make an interesting abstract with mainly black and white. The river came back and claimed the image.

I am currently in a battle with my wife about which side of the painting should face out of the frame and which should face the back!


The Zen poet Ryokan wrote:

Another year lingers to an end;
Heaven sends a bitter frost.
Fallen leaves cover the mountains.
And there are no travelers to cast shadows on the path.
Endless night: dried leaves burn slowly in the hearth.
Dizzy, I try to recall the past - 
Nothing here but dreams.

in One Robe, One Bowl

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