I remember the special time that I was privileged enough to learn calligraphy from a Master. It was a small community class. Together we learned how to prepare the ink, to set the paper,
to sit and breathe properly, and to hold the brush. I'll never forget learning how to hold the brush! I was so excited, while at the same time feeling a calm security. The instruction from this Master came to me as if from a whole council of ancestors, present and lovingly guiding my hand. Finally when I was ready to lower the correctly held brush to the paper, I made a perfect circle and felt an overwhelming connection to all those that have gone before me, and those that sat near me, and also those that I would show my work in the future. It was an unforgettably warm and fuzzy feeling!
On Mar 28, 2023 MissC wrote :