When you catch yourself thinking, ‘I’m such a failure’ or ‘I’m so enlightened,’ just laugh.
It’s all just more thinking.
The ego loves to dramatize itself, but it’s just a passing show.
Ajahn Sumedho, The Sound of Silence
A Japanese tea bowl, irregular in shape and glazed in earthy tones, may at first glance seem crude compared to the precision of fine porcelain. Yet its roughness is deliberate – an aesthetic choice that honors the handmade, the asymmetrical, and the imperfect. It invites us to appreciate the beauty of the unrefined, the incomplete, and the transient.
Western art has often pursued an ideal of flawless execution, but this can leave us feeling inadequate in the face of our own imperfections. By contrast, the Wabi-Sabi tradition reminds us that there is profound beauty in the marks of wear, the uneven edge, the faded color – signs that an object has lived, been used, and borne witness to time.
Alain de Botton and John Armstrong, Art as Therapy