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About Me

Uncomplicatedly i'm an artist, art teacher, the owner of Smoodtai School of Art in Bangkok, i'm book and magazine article writer about art education, alternative education in Thailand, holistic health, Eastern wisdom, and poetry. I teach Yoga, Taichi-Qigong occasionally.
"Blue Moon"
(Oil on 80x60cm can-vas-t)
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"Fly them to the Soon"
(see the wandering procedure on my blog above :)
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17 Feb: A commemorational pow-wow
18 Feb: Two reticent articulators
19 Feb: Downside up rendering
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14 Feb: Chin-Chin
15 Feb: Moon-eater fishbirds
16 Feb: Unanti-centripetal resistors.
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10feb,Oilfire on canvassing..poll en snif fers..
11feb,i was still there on my ease L..
12feb,transponderists
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How my color pencils knew such sights.
Thanks for the music of Choying & Steve Tibbetts.
...Someone inside me made these drawings, paintings, and etchings...

My wings are growing and so my roots are deepening, how could i fly and still my stance if i'm both winged and rooted ? (i asked)
Stand and then fly, near both the earth and the heavens, not in one or the other and not in between either..(said Thunderbird)
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How My Space in Chiang-Rai looks like..
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Hand never knew what its destination.
Heart also blinded at the time.
Head just a deaf wanderer.
Seemed lines and forms be confined passionlessly..
7002Dec81
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This Chinese letter "Qi" is referred to the Prana or life force energy.
Whatever the Qi is, it was flowed freely through my eyeful hand :)
Orange,Bergamot,Eyes and Friends

My Interests

Unright-handed announcer
My left hand deftly told heart stream, but right hand rarely gave her an auspice.

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Just was oiling grinding stroking few minutes ago. i lost my awareness while looking deep into the orange mirror in front of me. Supposed to call it "self portrait" at the moment.

The "i" who drew this line
was wandering around,
the space where she has been roaming in,
no a sensation allowed to invade through. .
some i some me some mine

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Sometimes i say to a poem
"Not now, can't you see i am bathing !"
but the poem usually doesn't care and quips,
Sometimes i say to a poem
"i don't have the strength to writing out
another drop of the Sun."
And the poem will often respond
by climbing onto a barroom table,
then lifts its skirt, winks,
Causing the whole sky to fall.
- Hafiz, Persian Sufi Poet
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..Faces Beneath Facelessness..

Some of my inner linguistic etchings

My Blog

From my art history sketch book 1978

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Posted by Som de Luna on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 09:31:00 PST

My sketch book 1978-1980

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Posted by Som de Luna on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 09:23:00 PST

"Fly Them to the Soon"

.....Just an old song was coming along..Fly me to the Moon.. All came ramblingly. Then the ramblers were flying onto my canvas.BurntCalm downFly them to the Soon (or better Mun :)Let them sing among t...
Posted by Som de Luna on Thu, 28 Feb 2008 12:48:00 PST