These are some Chinese inspired art that I create that has personal themes and spiritual ideas
The old man surrounded by flowering ginseng. Ginseng is a herb i’ve always had an affinity to. The taste, the scent the properties. I think i was influenced by the sheer amount of chinese medicine and medicinal teas i have been consuming. Also memories of consuming ginseng when i was not well. The picture denotes an old man linked to ginseng. At the end of his life and a kind of longevity. A kind of neverending growth and wisdom steeped in the ground. The Earth God. The jade jar collecting drops of youth that come from his wisdom. Any negativity being transformed into wisdom and growth.
Visiting the God of the Nine Sky Heavens
Paying a visit to the God of nine sky heavens. After climbing through all the soul worlds to reach him, instead of having tea-he gave me healing. He was busy growing his spiritual green vines. Used for connecting mortals in the mortal realm to each other. With his hand on my back, i vomited a good quantity of blood. He steadied me and said nothing. We sat there for a long while before he sent me on my way
This is my sketch of the yin and yang. I am looking at interpretation and this was the sketch. The two forces meet a the edge of a cliff one is the sun and one is water. The cliff is what we brush against in life. Man is the sun and energy woman is the water and fluid. Both are life giving in their own way. The sun rises and the water surges over the cliff. None can overpower the other. Each are balanced. 🙏🏻
A meditation on the spiritual consciousness. Spiritual kin and achieving insight through meditation. The drawing is bathed in light and aura colours.
The mysterious coughing of blood
After being alive since the beginning of time, and caring for immortals and mortals alike. The ebb and flow of life presents itself as a spurt of blood coughed out. Tracing the source of the blood flow may prove difficult. When it started and which immortal or mortal may have caused it is not possible to trace. An accumulation and amalgamation of countless lives. Though she has only lived one here. Its time to move back into seclusion with her spiritual kin. The trees with winding branches set at equal spaces awaits her. Her tea table waits for her. The grove long forgotten and few find.
After years of cultivation, now she is coughing up blood. The drop of blood at her feet is only the beginning. A tea cup, pale and translucent has fallen to the ground.
The girl and the phoenix
It’s a cold rainy day and i’m in bed. This is an artwork i worked on. It’s a girl holding a phoenix with a jade seal and a black jade cup. The story is that when my mum let me wear one of her pendants she told me it was given by our relative. My mum told me phoenix is for girls and dragons are for boys. The jade seal and black jade cup are for remembrance. A long time ago when i was not well and hallucinating to the West having visions to the East i bought this jade seal and black jade cup in an antique shop. For some reason i was really drawn to it. The jade seal has a small chip on the dragon’s tail and and the cup fell from a table one day and chipped slightly. It is said that when jade breaks it breaks to protect you. So coming full circle, i somehow only just realised it. To show my appreciation for the jade that broke to protect me i wanted to do this drawing. I guess its time. At least in this drawing, the energy of the jade and the memory of its soul and completeness still exists in another realm.
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