An intimate portrait of ex-Yugoslavian émigré artist Slobodan Dan Paich, Silent Crescendo follows his daily ritual of creating simple drawings with tea and ink. In response to the modern pace of the art scene, Mr. Paich has embraced these fluid works of art to express his searching approach to life.

Dorothée Royal-HedingerDorothée Royal-Hedinger is a producer at the Global Oneness Project, which produces and distributes films, media, and educational materials that challenge people to rethink their relationship to the world and connect them to our greater human potential. She lives in San Rafael, California.

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this is lovely--thank you.


I'm excited and passionate about what you do.. connecting to out higher potential. Thank you. I do it through the mind, thinking processes. Well done.. from Sydney!

Just so lovely, so rich...

What a wonderful piece! Thank you for sharing this .....

Unbelievably beautiful. Quiet, strong and true. Thank you so much for making and producing this!

Many thanks to Dorothée and her team for creating this wonderful video,
and also to Krista and your team for sharing it with us.
Thank you!

I can't wait to see the hi-res images of them in this teah. Thanks for sharing.

I had a poem published in Thema that had the same interest in slow, quite art. Lovely portrait, Dorothee. My best, Charlotte Hart

Is it one line or three? Folded paper and ink in Tokyo.

Gently rock the tray in the water slowly up, back, side, side, up, back, side to side.
Fibers float. Bark is now loosened from its self, yellow and brown grass swirl dissolve
water withering shape.

Dry and transformed the paper waits lying flat, one small hole where fibers meet thin.

American, Ethan Plaut studies the texture, the grain, the room of shape,
the wabi-sabi top edge, a beach as seen from space burnt remnant brittle.

He waits, considers and touching the paper gently,
feeling its attraction, reading its nature, he makes two folds and puts it down.

Kizu Taiboku holds the brush and watches the folded paper, waiting.
The paper folds reach into hidden folds. Intimate and urgent he lifts the bamboo brush
and the moment between life and death soft bristles of silver hairs dipped in black
loneliness chill.

His brush touches the paper dark streak of exhale. Black ink caresses and bleeds dragged on the surface, then lifted inky bouquet of softest sheep hairs leaving black bruise bone of disintegrating edges gesture of rust, permanent, random, impermanent.

Contrast shining wet on the paper and dry union with paper. Ethan-san smoothes the paper open mystery of unfolding breathes in.

Where there was one continuous line there are three fragments.

“Is it one line or three?” asked Kizu-san’s friend. “It is both: the process is the product” Ethan responds like a gently rocking tray of unformed paper in water.

This is a deeply profound clip. Tea and Ink will stay in my memories, thank you.

I have never heard of anyone using tea and ink to create portraits. This is definitely a rare gift that she has got. I will surely refer this site to my friends as well. Thanks for sharing this information here or else I wouldn’t have known it. Keep up the good work guys.