Art of Everyday Things

The depth and vastness of life reveal themselves in the simplicity of everyday things.

A cup on the table, light on a wall, a flower in a vase—each holds the entire universe if we look closely enough. Nothing is missing.

Yet we often overlook this completeness, seeking meaning somewhere else.

In my art, I often return to these ordinary subjects. Each is a practice of seeing what is already here. In their stillness, I find motion; in their emptiness, fullness.

This is the paradox of Zen: pointing directly to the profound that is hiding in plain sight.

My life, too, unfolds in the same way. Moment by moment, breath by breath, each one perfectly sufficient.

Each one, a gateway to the infinite.