Senjo lived a long time ago and is the heroine of a famous Zen koan – Wuzu asked a monk, “The woman Senjo and her spirit separated. Which is the true Senjo?”
Senjo showed up at my studio recently, she said she was feeling lost and disconnected and so on a whim decided to call me. I was really excited to hear from her and invited her over to my studio for a visit. After pouring her a glass of wine I passed her a large coffee table art book. As Senjo started flipping through the pages her heart started beating wildly, like water for chocolate. On each page was a beautiful art image, an image that, to her surprise, was her own art work. Maybe it was the wine, but she started to feel a warm glow and an excitement building deep inside her.
I took Senjo's hand and we walked into the Art Gallery next door. It was full of people mingling, wine and hors d’oeuvres were being served. Large beautiful paintings were hanging on the wall and the room was full of excitement at their unveiling. Music, Leonard Cohen's "Dance Me to the End of Love" was playing in background. Senjo and I walked around around the room, hand in hand, looking at the beautiful artwork, all the pieces had Senjo's signature on them.
Senjo set her glass of wine down on a nearby table and with Leonard's music pouring all over us, she leaned into me and put her lips to mine.
That's all I remember.