Easter in three places

leaving Korea, entering Japan, thinking of home

It is midnight in Tokyo and Easter noon in New York. I have it seems incurable jet lag but am doing my best to adjust. Yesterday I completed my duties in Seoul, Korea. We had a beautiful exhibition at the Piknic Foundation. Four floors of work, and as I climbed the stairs I was struck by how each level resonated something very important to our future, environmentally and creatively.

In the early afternoons, as a break from work, Stefan and I roamed about the perimeter, at the street market we spoke to many young people and partook of a bowl of celebrated chicken soup. I was well aware as we walked the streets of Seoul that the streets of home were filled with people protesting the agendas, on every level, of the present administration. Step by step I am with them

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Today is Easter and I will celebrate it by hopefully doing good work. I have followed these days scripturally with my sister Linda, thinking of events over two thousand years ago. I also think of how we picture certain moments through our artists. The Last Supper of da Vinci, the Pieta of Michelangelo, the Transfiguration of Raphael. Art reverberates the channeling of history merged with the imagination. How blessed we are to be privy to the visions of others as well as our own projections and understanding of the events that happed help to shape our consciousness.

Earlier today after landing in Tokyo I realized it was already Easter here. I went of on my own and found an open seating cafeteria and had ramen and cold tea. By 7pm I felt delirious and returned to my room. I fell asleep quite early and awoke before midnight and decided to write to you.

Now I will try to turn in again. It is night in Tokyo and Easter afternoon at home. I miss Jesse, we have always loved spending Easter together. With thoughts of her and Raphael and people taking the streets I say goodnight and happy Easter. The painting below is Raphael’s painting of the Transfiguration.. He completed it in 1520 just before Easter to honor the celebrations at hand. Sadly he died on Aril 6th, his 37th birthday,]two weeks before Easter . The people wept tears of sorrow for the loss of the great artist, yet tears of joy for his exquisite Transfiguration, the last work he left for them.

Raphael’s depiction of the Transfiguaration.

Tomorrow I will send some more pictures but here is one, waving from the Piknic Foundation’s garden in Seoul. Happy Easter everyone. A song, from 1978. And a wave and a smile before I go to sleep.

Greeted by the people.

Happy Easter from the Piknic Foundation, Seoul