Lost on the Cliffs
The calligraphy on this reads: “Tea Drinks People.” Tea is a spirit of Nature that becomes human in Her journey. Just as we drink tea, tea drinks us. As tea becomes our bodies, we become Hers. This process empties the drinker, so the teaware is in color, while the drinker is washed clean and laid bare. This also connects us to the Dragon Veins that connect Heaven and Earth—the river of time and space, the Dao. I like that the tea is also left alone in an inaccessible location, suggesting that Immortals were drinking it. This was painted with stoneground ink, mixed with aged sheng puerh, and painted on handmade rice paper. I then poured some aged sheng right from the pot onto the paper. It is mounted on black silk with wooden rolls.
The calligraphy on this reads: “Tea Drinks People.” Tea is a spirit of Nature that becomes human in Her journey. Just as we drink tea, tea drinks us. As tea becomes our bodies, we become Hers. This process empties the drinker, so the teaware is in color, while the drinker is washed clean and laid bare. This also connects us to the Dragon Veins that connect Heaven and Earth—the river of time and space, the Dao. I like that the tea is also left alone in an inaccessible location, suggesting that Immortals were drinking it. This was painted with stoneground ink, mixed with aged sheng puerh, and painted on handmade rice paper. I then poured some aged sheng right from the pot onto the paper. It is mounted on black silk with wooden rolls.
The calligraphy on this reads: “Tea Drinks People.” Tea is a spirit of Nature that becomes human in Her journey. Just as we drink tea, tea drinks us. As tea becomes our bodies, we become Hers. This process empties the drinker, so the teaware is in color, while the drinker is washed clean and laid bare. This also connects us to the Dragon Veins that connect Heaven and Earth—the river of time and space, the Dao. I like that the tea is also left alone in an inaccessible location, suggesting that Immortals were drinking it. This was painted with stoneground ink, mixed with aged sheng puerh, and painted on handmade rice paper. I then poured some aged sheng right from the pot onto the paper. It is mounted on black silk with wooden rolls.