Hey, not the Dali Lama; that caught my attention. It was his shoes. New York, in the winter, is too harsh to wear sandals. And does not do much for him. Nepal is far away colder than ours. It is the altitude in addition to it. But just like us, we acclimated to the weather in time.
BUDDHA
Furthermore, recalling my time working at Soho. In charge of the New Art Word Center by mistake. I shut off the elevator. Where the real Dalai Lama had to use the staircases coming down. I recalled the gallery owner telling me the old man was too tired. He smiles at me, not knowing who he is. I care less. Years later, the memory persisted, and finding out about his background was like meeting the pope. A spiritual figure of the world. I’m not a devoted person who attends church every Sunday. And I still believe in the people’s good faith and the existence of something bigger than us.
Although the subject is comical, it represents a memory of a precious time when innocence and the search for creativity flourished. And still do; therefore, I felt compelled to recreate this image in a painting.
The symbols are in the persona wearing a tunic from Tibet. The clues are in the details. It is common to find different characters in this metropolitan area. However, it is fascinating what we may find.
In the end, we find our memory positively having a retrospection. And that is the beauty of life. Something affects our minds.
Thinking in solitude, we suddenly remember a past moment in life.
In conclusion, it was exciting then, and now, it has become a-meaningful epiphany.
“Buddha” 20″ x 16″ Oil on Canvas
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