It was dawn when Moon set out on the first leg of her thousand mile journey to find work, leaving Star behind with the five small ones…the time had come for her to go…they had had no fish for a long time…sometimes the weeds would float and clog the river for many weeks and the boats could not get through…there was very little rice left and what was there had to be given to the little ones…she hitched her pack more comfortably on her shoulders and looked back to where a few lights shone in the village nestled below the mountain…who knew when she might see them again…not for at least a year and maybe not for a very long time…turning her head she stopped and gazed at the weeds with their yellow flowers floating on the water near the path…oh they looked so pretty!!…her only companions were two little birds drinking from the shallow pools…how she envied their freedom…the sun was getting brighter…a few clouds scudded before the wind…time she was moving on…JZ..
Technically this is not part of my Chinese Brush painting series, but is definitely reminiscent of them in subject if not in technique or media…“Moon’s Journey” may continue for a while as I am definitely interested in her story and I want to know what happens to her…I am thinking of several scenarios, but in the end the story might just be too big for me to do it justice…this is the fourth in my series of journey paintings
Watercolour on Arches Not Paper
Tonight at Fu-chou, this moon she watches Alone in our room.
And my little, far-off children, too young to understand what keeps me away, or even remember Chang’an.
By now, her hair will be mist-scented, her jade-white arms chilled in its clear light.
When will it find us together again, drapes drawn
Open, light traced where it dries our tears..Tu Fu
See Journey 3 HERE
See Journey 2 HERE