Sunday, April 16, 2017
This fellow is being helped over the threshold by two comedians from eras past (note the Meiji-era Japanese costume of the one, and the Commedia dell'arte costume of the other) who long ago translated into pure Clear Light. They remain in the Bardo to serve others, guiding them toward comic consciousness.
I think comedians on our Earth plane are true guides to liberation (as long as they're not angry comedians) because they can reveal the truth of ourselves, to ourselves; see Heyoka.
This canvas started life as a letter to a friend; then a gesture drawing, no model, suggested the right arm, reaching; then they arrive. Still a work in progress, but I'm feeling better about that blue suit, which I first thought too bright, as it well suits a man voyaging through the Bardos; none too shabby.
Dying Comedian 16" x 20" pencil, pastel, acrylic and oil on canvas 10.2016