expositie 'ezeltje prik' en de ezel en de zon.

expositie 'ezeltje prik' en de ezel en de zon.

donkeys

ezels

valeriusstraat 9 1 hoog

valeriusstraat 9 1 hoog

dood

dood

bij de psycholoog, A.,Betty, Sylvia en Jo

bij de psycholoog, A.,Betty, Sylvia en Jo

family

familie

smocked

gesmokt

 l

 l

In 10 dagen van naar naar veel beter

In 10 dagen van naar naar veel beter

jarig

jarig

 ll

 ll

 lll

 lll

a.

a.

poseren 25 september 2022 modellen: laura (op dak), wandelende tak, sylvia gemaakt met analoge camera en zelfontspanner volkshotel, wibautstraat 150, amsterdam

poseren

25 september 2022

modellen: laura (op dak), wandelende tak, sylvia

gemaakt met analoge camera en zelfontspanner

volkshotel, wibautstraat 150, amsterdam

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    poseren

    25 september 2022

    modellen: laura (op dak), wandelende tak, sylvia

    gemaakt met analoge camera en zelfontspanner

    volkshotel, wibautstraat 150, amsterdam

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stick insect

wandelende tak

martien: ik danste met de wandelende takken in een patronaatszaaltje, huize pax, tegenover de oude rai. 40 x 32 cm

martien:

ik danste met de wandelende takken in een patronaatszaaltje, huize pax, tegenover de oude rai.

40 x 32 cm

14 x 12 cm

14 x 12 cm

18 x 16 cm

18 x 16 cm

40 x 32 cm

40 x 32 cm

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    martien:

    ik danste met de wandelende takken in een patronaatszaaltje, huize pax, tegenover de oude rai.

    40 x 32 cm

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    14 x 12 cm

  • 4

    18 x 16 cm

  • 5

    40 x 32 cm

 dreams of martien

dromen van martien

big

groot

28 x 38 cm katoen , geverfd in indigobad eighteen kinds of yogic joy (in praise of Yolmo Gangra, a song on wakening the heart.also called 'the Trulkhor Song) i bow at the feet of the genuine gurubecause of merit gathered i've met this lordthe guru with his prophecy is what has brought me heremy comfortable castle this wooden mountain rangethis is a meadowland so beautiful in bloomthe trees are dancing in the midst of all the trees this is a place of play, where the monkeys and the langurs playa place where birds speak in bird-like tonguesa land of flying bees on gentle wingswhere day runs into night and rainbow paintings shinesummer runs into winter a light drizzle fallsautumn runs into springtime the mist comes rolling in in a solitary place like this, i the yogi Milarepaam feeling very clear light well meditating on emptiness mindwhen I get a lot of stuff coming up i feel extremely wellwhen the highs roll into lows feels even better stillfeels so good to be a human being without the karmic deedswhen confusion gets complicated i feel extremely well fearsome visions getting worse and worse feels even better stillkleshas, birth and death and freedom from those is a good way to feelwith the bullies getting worse and worse i feel extremely wellwhen there's not a painful illness in sight feels even better stillthe suffering being bliss feels so good that feeling bad feels goodsince the trulkhor comes from what i am it feels extremely good to leap and run about is dance feels even better stillto be a king of speech with a treasury of song feels goodthat the words are like the buzzing of bees feels extremely goodthat the sound it makes is merit collecting feels even better stillthis bliss is good in the expanse of the confidence of strength of mindwhat develops on its own by its own force feels extremely good what comes out looking like a hodgepodge feels even better stillthis happy experience song by a yogi carefreeis for you who believe in what you're doing hereto take along with you when you go khenpo tsültrim gyamtso rinpoche karme chöling, barnet, vermont, summer 1994 https://www.ktgrinpoche.org/teachings/songs

28 x 38 cm katoen , geverfd in indigobad

eighteen kinds of yogic joy

(in praise of Yolmo Gangra, a song on wakening the heart.
also called 'the Trulkhor Song)

i bow at the feet of the genuine guru
because of merit gathered i've met this lord
the guru with his prophecy is what has brought me here
my comfortable castle this wooden mountain range
this is a meadowland so beautiful in bloom
the trees are dancing in the midst of all the trees

this is a place of play, where the monkeys and the langurs play
a place where birds speak in bird-like tongues
a land of flying bees on gentle wings
where day runs into night and rainbow paintings shine
summer runs into winter a light drizzle falls
autumn runs into springtime the mist comes rolling in

in a solitary place like this, i the yogi Milarepa
am feeling very clear light well meditating on emptiness mind
when I get a lot of stuff coming up i feel extremely well
when the highs roll into lows feels even better still
feels so good to be a human being without the karmic deeds
when confusion gets complicated i feel extremely well

fearsome visions getting worse and worse feels even better still
kleshas, birth and death and freedom from those is a good way to feel
with the bullies getting worse and worse i feel extremely well
when there's not a painful illness in sight feels even better still
the suffering being bliss feels so good that feeling bad feels good
since the trulkhor comes from what i am it feels extremely good

to leap and run about is dance feels even better still
to be a king of speech with a treasury of song feels good
that the words are like the buzzing of bees feels extremely good
that the sound it makes is merit collecting feels even better still
this bliss is good in the expanse of the confidence of strength of mind
what develops on its own by its own force feels extremely good

what comes out looking like a hodgepodge feels even better still
this happy experience song by a yogi carefree
is for you who believe in what you're doing here
to take along with you when you go

khenpo tsültrim gyamtso rinpoche

karme chöling, barnet, vermont, summer 1994

https://www.ktgrinpoche.org/teachings/songs

songs of milarepa

grass

gras

flying

vliegen

war tourism

oorlogstoerisme

manual

manual

foto: marte van haaster

foto: marte van haaster

lijkwade

shroud

 

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