Soul-Birds take flight
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Notes from a gallery exhibition of Sri Chinmoy’s art
Our exhibition opening night was special, as is always the case when Sri Chinmoy’s soul-birds and paintings are unveiled to the world. There were the welcoming speeches, a performance of Guru’s music by two vocal/instrumental groups, a video presentation, hot chai and snacks, mingling and befriending, a visitor’s book brimming with thoughtful and appreciative words:
Sri Chinmoy – I salute you! Always you disappear over a far horizon where few will ever go, trailing like a comet this long blazing beauty of your achievements, your beautiful words, beautiful worlds, splashes of bright color, this feeling left in my heart. Thank you.
Not only the paintings but the many quotations by Sri Chinmoy touched the hearts of our audience so memorably. We had sprinkled them among the three walls of paintings in large, bold type and these commentaries and insights caused much reflection and thoughtfulness.
Art is the embodiment of the unfathomable dance of the soul.
Art, like love, is a force of oneness with the infinite. When we create a piece of art, we are really re-creating or reflecting some beauty of the Infinite.
The role of art in the spiritual life is first to awaken oneself and then to awaken the sincere seekers around one.
I like very much this juxtaposition of art and aphorisms, a complicity of two ‘beautiful worlds’, each medium reinforcing and enlivening the message of the other, inviting the audience into a world of spirit and charming them with an awakening sense of their own sacred life. These birds are the beauty of your own soul, the unremembered self – can you not feel it? The paintings are reflecting that ‘beauty of the Infinite’ which is inside each one of us.
The wall of Guru’s bird sketches was unstructured and free, capturing a sense of bird flight, playfulness, happiness. These were laminated, block-mounted prints uninhibited by framing and glass, flowing across the wall and interacting with the audience in their accessibility. Among their joyful scattering the aphorisms catch your eye, dissolve into the mind, explanatory:
My Lord, a tiny bird claims the vast sky.
Similarly, the finite in me longs to claim
Your Infinite Absolute.
We all want freedom and we all need freedom. The birds teach us to liberate ourselves from earth’s bondage. This teaching of the birds is indeed sublime.
The avian images tug at your heart: the soul as a bird, ever free; feelings of liberation, joy, Godward flight; stirrings of the unremembered Self.
With the luxury of much space, a second wall of acrylic prints was equally unconventional, two staggered rows, eye-pleasing in their defiance of orderliness and proclaiming their unique beauty. You ponder at the titles – ‘Hope’, ‘Harmony’, ‘Compassion’, ‘Love’, ‘Forgiveness’ – and slowly come to feel how these great abstractions are the banners of our humanity, the lodestars that will always point our way home. Here at the Te Karanga gallery, these lofty works of art have captured that ‘oneness with the Infinite’ that always inspires and awakens, scatters the stardust of the Heavens to a hungry world.
“Never see anything with your mind’s eye,” writes Sri Chinmoy the artist. “See everything with your heart’s eye. Then you will see that everything is beautiful.”
Outside in the sodden city, the perpetual rain falls, a winterscape, but in the warmth of the Jharna-Kala gallery, everything indeed is beautiful. Your heart is filled with flying birds, bright colours, images and words that lift and charm the spirit.
Art is humanity’s
Art is Divinity’s
Sri Chinmoy 1
- 1. Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 176, #17532, Agni Press, 1993
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My RoomPreetidutta Thorpe Auckland, New Zealand
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A love that was thick like butterMahatapa Palit New York, United States
How sports and fitness became part of our spiritual lifeBanshidhar Medeiros San Juan, Puerto Rico
How I learned from Sri ChinmoyPradhan Balter Chicago, United States
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I just knew from the moment I saw himAshrita Furman New York, United States
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interviews with Sri Chinmoy's students