The purpose of this gallery is to honor the art and artists who have assisted us visually on this journey.

Prologue

Moonlight and the sound of pines are things we all know
zen mind and delusion distinguish sage and fool
go back to the place not one thought appears
how shall I put this into words for you

Resting at my open window I gaze out at mountains
a thousand peaks of blue and purple rise above the pines
without a thought or care white clouds come and go by
so utterly accepting so totally relaxed

Han-shan (Cold Mountain)
from Bill Porter


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