these words alone ...
wabi; harmony, peace, balance. a sense of fullness and content with simplicity of self being not just enough but ripe with possibility, potential
sabi; meaning the bloom of time, the celebration of wrinkles, graying hair for instance
this phrase means much more, of course. a life could be spent wondering over and discovering wabi and sabi and wabi sabi.
Spring fresh with the decay of Autumn
These are beautiful, Diana. Do you bind them into a journal, or use them another way?
Posted by: Aloquin | 11/26/2013 at 08:59 AM
Lovely. I love wabi sabi, the words themselves and the meanings.
Posted by: Laurie | 11/26/2013 at 09:21 AM
The mystery of wabi sabi goes deeper each time i think about it.
Posted by: Diana Trout | 11/26/2013 at 05:56 PM
these are little postcards but would be lovely bound. these are from the Tammy Garcia first friday post.
Posted by: Diana Trout | 11/26/2013 at 05:57 PM
So pretty! I love that saying and I don't know as I will ever fully comprehend the meaning--which is what I love about it. ;)
Posted by: Rita McGregor | 11/26/2013 at 06:22 PM
Beautiful! Love the concept and your work.
Posted by: Seth | 11/26/2013 at 09:32 PM
yes, exactly that rita. to know that you can never get to the bottom of it, there isn't an end to it. it just is there, ripening. i'm in a very reflective mood
Posted by: Diana Trout | 11/26/2013 at 10:01 PM
thank you, seth. it is always good to see you here
Posted by: Diana Trout | 11/26/2013 at 10:01 PM
Your work is always marvelous!
Posted by: zouzou | 11/27/2013 at 03:08 AM
The bloom of time . . . love that phrase.
Posted by: Wendy @ the Late Start Studio | 11/27/2013 at 12:45 PM
thank you!
Posted by: Diana Trout | 11/27/2013 at 03:43 PM
it'a a beauty. the elegance of age
Posted by: Diana Trout | 11/27/2013 at 03:44 PM