I walk through the Museum District daily. The first year I watched the banners for coming attractions and was at some exhibit every weekend. After a time though they started to fade into the background as the novelty wore off and the day to day details took over. Friends visiting from out of town started to be my source of exhibit information.
But last week I happened to look up at the Asia Society banner and noticed Tibetan Monks from the Drepung Loseling Monastery were coming to Houston to create a mandala live. A must see and definitely noted.
I don’t know much about Tibetan sand art other than that it typically takes weeks and weeks of effort laying down one grain of sand at a time. And that it is, symbolically, healing and repairing for the surroundings; I suppose it more depends on whether you subscribe to Buddhism or Hinduism. I saw an already assembled mandala once in California. There I watched the closing destruction ceremony which seemed much more important to the monks and the onlookers than the art itself. In the destruction ceremony they removed, in a very specific order, all of the components of the mandala, placed the sand in a jar, wrapped it cloth, then deposited the lot into the Pacific Ocean.
The act was meant to symbolize the ephemeral nature of life. Those kooky monks, they really get it.
Locally I watched the construction. Its fascinating to see if only for the patience these men have to load the sand tubes (chakpur) with one colored sand, scrape the side so the sand comes out almost one grain at a time into an intricate pattern. Then they unload the tube, load up another color then the process repeats until done. Luckily there were 5-6 monks working otherwise it would have taken weeks.