unwittingly, I’ve abstained from Aikido for about 2 weeks already, and counting. Sensei won’t be back till 25 November.
Being away didn’t change much. my brain is still working on the mechanics and dynamics of Aikido. It is running too deep in me to stop now.
I’m not sure if it is a good thing, 2 days back, I met this fella, known to Steven who remarked that ‘There is no such a thing as “art”.’ Shengen said. Culinary is not an art, you cook stuff, carrots, fish etc.etc. you don’t cook art. When you take a photograph, it is not art, its the interplay of light, represented through a machine that does such things. When you paint, you are a painter, not artist. So what is art?
similarly, this pokes right in the eye of Aikido evangelist like me. so now what do i do, now that i don’t practice martial ‘arts’? I simply turn up a a specific place and time to bend other people’s joints and allow other people to bend my joints? Ha Ha, really, when i heard that ‘There is no such a thing as art.’ it’s simplicity is so profound i suddenly feel naked at the though of it. it strips me of all the identity i had about what i do, and it was done in a brutally eloquent manner. Great.
It cannot have been better timed.