In the Temple Garden, nature invites me to leave behind the bustling world and immerse myself in the simplicity of just being. A walk in the garden is where my senses come alive, and the essence of life unfolds before me.

Living in the tranquility of a Zen Temple, enveloped by the vibrant life of the Temple garden, I am deeply moved by the perpetual cycles of the natural world. From the delicate emergence of a new leaf to the solemn decay of fallen wood, nature's symphony of birth and death, light and dark, is a constant source of inspiration for my art.

Now

Living in the tranquility of a Zen Temple, enveloped by the vibrant life of the Temple garden, I am deeply moved by the perpetual cycles of the natural world. From the delicate emergence of a new leaf to the solemn decay of fallen wood, nature's symphony of birth and death, light and dark, is a constant source of inspiration for my art.

A Fleeting Thought

One morning at the Temple, I ventured out into the garden before dawn, drawn by something beyond sleep. Hovering near the horizon, the moon bathed the garden pond in a gentle glow.

Life’s Current

As the thaw of winter gives way to the vibrant emergence of spring, my senses are greeted with a renewed palette of sounds that act as reminders of the present moment.

Ordinary Mind