Zen is Another Word for Nothing
May 30 Thurs.
It was supposed to be a contemplative, meditative, zen experience to visit the Zhi Garden paintings of Zhang Hong and the Japanese prints in the Japanese Pavilion at LACMA, but the museum was closing, and I toured and sketched at a breakneck speed. While my eyes are serene, the rest of me is wiped out. Now I need some time in the Zhi Garden just to unwind. No such luck for my ass. I would've liked to have seen more. Maybe another time. If I hadn't have stopped for those three beers at the Casting Call bar by the Credit Union on Cahuenga and Barham to read the paper...
I'm sitting at the cafe across from the Japanese Pavilion. A security guard informed me that it's time to vacate the premises. I've got a three mile walk down Wilshire to get home. Listen to some baseball, watch some hockey, read, write, think.
It was supposed to be a contemplative, meditative, zen experience to visit the Zhi Garden paintings of Zhang Hong and the Japanese prints in the Japanese Pavilion at LACMA, but the museum was closing, and I toured and sketched at a breakneck speed. While my eyes are serene, the rest of me is wiped out. Now I need some time in the Zhi Garden just to unwind. No such luck for my ass. I would've liked to have seen more. Maybe another time. If I hadn't have stopped for those three beers at the Casting Call bar by the Credit Union on Cahuenga and Barham to read the paper...
I'm sitting at the cafe across from the Japanese Pavilion. A security guard informed me that it's time to vacate the premises. I've got a three mile walk down Wilshire to get home. Listen to some baseball, watch some hockey, read, write, think.