recent paintings

  At the Gate of the Temple

  Always it is by Bridges  

Nocturne 

 Edge of the Temple Garden

A Space for Bluebonnets 

Toward a Silent Core  

Chaconne

 To Know the Place for the First Time

As We Walked Along the Kamo River

 Our Evening at Higashi Hongan-ji

Under The Skin of Words

Concerto for Two Windows

 Toward The Ancient Light

Light as Narrator

Blue Fugue

  Every Brushstroke is a Piece of Driftwood  

A Simple Fugue

Something between Breaths

  At Night Windows Become Mirrors  

The Light We Inherit

 From One Blindness to Another

As We Interpret the Light

Shadows fall down; lights climb.

 The Light In Which I Meet You

Black Maps 

Not Every Dawn Rises with the Sun

  Interpretations of Our Shared Space 

Upon Entering the Temple

Into the Luminous 

  And Who Shall I Say is Calling? 

  Interpretations of Six Musical Musicaux 

 The Obscurity of an Order

  These Are the Verses that Rise

 While Listening to Variation 15 

 If I Forget Thee