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October 17, 2014 at 6:58 AM

de-salva:

Takeji Iwamiya “Sado” / Photobook
Tokyo: Asahi Shimbunsha, 1962, First Edition / Text in Japanese. Signed and numbered by the photographer in an edition of 2000.

de-salva:

Takeji Iwamiya “Sado” / Photobook

Tokyo: Asahi Shimbunsha, 1962, First Edition / Text in Japanese. Signed and numbered by the photographer in an edition of 2000.

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October 11, 2014 at 9:57 PM

dreaminginthedeepsouth:

What we call the body is not feet or shins, The body, likewise, is not thighs or loins. It’s not the belly nor indeed the back, And from the chest and arms the body is not formed. The body is not ribs or hands, Armpits, shoulders, bowels, or entrails; It is not the head or throat: From none of these is “body” constituted.If “body,” step by step,Pervades and spreads itself throughout its members,Its parts indeed are present in the parts, But where does the “body,” in itself, abide!If “body,” single and entire,Is present in the hand and other members,However many parts there are, the hand and all the rest,You’ll find an equal quantity of “bodies.”If “body” is not outside or within its parts,How is it, then, residing in its members?And since it has no basis other than its parts,How can it be said to be at all?Thus there is no “body” in the limbs,But from illusion does the idea spring,To be affixed to a specific shape— Just as when a scarecrow is mistaken for a man. As long as the conditions are assembled,A body will appear and seem to be a man.As long as all the parts are likewise present,It’s there that we will see a body. Likewise, since it is a group of fingers,The hand itself is not a single entity.And so it is with fingers, made of joints—And joints themselves consist of many parts. These parts themselves will break down into atoms,And atoms will divide according to direction.These fragments, too, will also fall to nothing.Thus atoms are like empty space—they have no real existence. All form, therefore, is like a dream,And who will be attached to it, who thus investigates!The body, in this way, has no existence; What is male, therefore, and what is female! From The Way of the Bodhisattva by Shantideva, © 1997 by the Padmakara Translation Group. Reprinted with permission of Shambhala Publications, www.shambhala.com
Image: Shantideva, seventh-century Indian adept, © Robert Beer
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dreaminginthedeepsouth:

What we call the body is not feet or shins, 
The body, likewise, is not thighs or loins. 
It’s not the belly nor indeed the back, 
And from the chest and arms the body is not formed. 

The body is not ribs or hands, 
Armpits, shoulders, bowels, or entrails; 
It is not the head or throat: 
From none of these is “body” constituted.

If “body,” step by step,
Pervades and spreads itself throughout its members,
Its parts indeed are present in the parts, 
But where does the “body,” in itself, abide!

If “body,” single and entire,
Is present in the hand and other members,
However many parts there are, the hand and all the rest,
You’ll find an equal quantity of “bodies.”

If “body” is not outside or within its parts,
How is it, then, residing in its members?
And since it has no basis other than its parts,
How can it be said to be at all?

Thus there is no “body” in the limbs,
But from illusion does the idea spring,
To be affixed to a specific shape— 
Just as when a scarecrow is mistaken for a man. 

As long as the conditions are assembled,
A body will appear and seem to be a man.
As long as all the parts are likewise present,
It’s there that we will see a body. 

Likewise, since it is a group of fingers,
The hand itself is not a single entity.
And so it is with fingers, made of joints—
And joints themselves consist of many parts. 

These parts themselves will break down into atoms,
And atoms will divide according to direction.
These fragments, too, will also fall to nothing.
Thus atoms are like empty space—
they have no real existence. 

All form, therefore, is like a dream,
And who will be attached to it, who thus investigates!
The body, in this way, has no existence; 
What is male, therefore, and what is female! 

From The Way of the Bodhisattva by Shantideva, © 1997 by the Padmakara Translation Group. Reprinted with permission of Shambhala Publications, www.shambhala.com

Image: Shantideva, seventh-century Indian adept, © Robert Beer

[via Tricycle Magazine]

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October 11, 2014 at 9:56 PM

What do love and hate matter
when I’m here alone,
listening to the sound of the rain
late in this autumn evening.

Dogen, from The Zen Poetry of Dogen: Verses from the Mountain of Eternal Peace by Steven Heine

(with thanks to Whiskey River)

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September 18, 2014 at 6:53 PM

exasperated-viewer-on-air:

Phillip Allen - Tonic for Choice (Biennale Version), 2014
oil on board
72 x 72 in. (183 x 183 cm) 

exasperated-viewer-on-air:

Phillip Allen - Tonic for Choice (Biennale Version), 2014

oil on board

72 x 72 in. (183 x 183 cm) 

September 13, 2014 at 9:52 AM

(Source: smashingparty, via artspotting)

Artist: Nazif Celaj

Title: Jetimi Me Fat të Zes

Album: Polyphonies de Lapardha

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September 13, 2014 at 9:50 AM

magictransistor:

Kasuga Shika Mandara. Deer Mandala. Kamakura Period, Japan. 1300s.

magictransistor:

Kasuga Shika Mandara. Deer Mandala. Kamakura Period, Japan. 1300s.

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Photoset

September 13, 2014 at 9:44 AM

cavetocanvas:

Giuseppe Penone,TRA…, 2008 

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September 13, 2014 at 9:43 AM

iamjapanese:

Sarah HOROWITZ(American)
Magnolia soulangiana

iamjapanese:

Sarah HOROWITZ(American)

Magnolia soulangiana

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September 13, 2014 at 9:42 AM

wordfailure:

Fritz Winter

wordfailure:

Fritz Winter

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September 7, 2014 at 11:17 PM

however hard I think
still its the same
walking on fallen leaves

— Santoka (via yama-bato)