Pablo Picasso (25 October 1881–8 April 1973) was a Spanish painter, sculptor and one of the most influential artists of the 20th century. A revolutionary force in modern art, he continually challenged conventional ideas of beauty, form and representation, becoming one of the founders of Cubism.Osho uses a story about Picasso to illustrate what happens when the artist disappears and creation happens on its own. While painting, Picasso described himself as being so absorbed that he was no longer consciously painting; he felt like an instrument through which the painting was happening. For Osho, this is similar to deep meditation, when the meditator disappears and becomes simply a mirror, allowing creativity to arise from silence and no mind rather than thought.&nbsp;It happened to Picasso&nbsp; --&nbsp; it will help you to understand.He was painting. One man was watching continuously for one and a half hours. Finally he could not resist the temptation&nbsp; --&nbsp; because he could not understand what Picasso was painting. Just colors, colors, but no idea what he was painting. Finally he shook Picasso and asked, "What are you painting?"As if from a trance, Picasso was awakened. He said, "What...? I was not there. Just the painting was happening, I was not painting. I don't know what. When the painting is complete, the critics will find out what I have painted, because I am not. I am simply my brush, my colors, my canvas. Something is happening, something is cooking, but I don't know exactly."A rich young woman, very super-rich, asked him, "You have never made any portrait..." He has never made any portrait, because who will ask him to make a portrait? Just look at his paintings!He said, "I have never done any portrait."The woman said, "I am willing to pay any amount of money. Don't bother about money, money does not matter." She was a widow of a super-rich American.Just to avoid the woman, Picasso said, "It will cost one million dollars." She said, "Agreed, start!"He started painting her portrait. When the portrait was complete, the woman was completely in amazement! She said, "Just one question. Where is my nose in this portrait? Because from the nose I can find out where my eyes are, where my mouth is, where my ears are. A central point... Just one question, I will not ask anything more."Picasso said, "I told you before, I don't do portraits! I knew perfectly well where it was, but now I don't know. I was so lost in painting it&nbsp; --&nbsp; who cares about your nose? You can take it to the critics, art connoisseurs. Show them; perhaps they can find it."&nbsp;When a meditator is in deep meditation, he is no more. And the morning, early morning, when it is still dark and the sun is still under the horizon, is the best time, the most cool. And if you are near the sea...the cool crisp salty breezeand the silence surrounding youand the continuous sound of the wavescreating a certain vibration of music...It works almost like a lullaby. Just as your mother moves you in her arms and sings a song... continuous waves, making the same sound again and again and again... it creates a lullaby. It helps you to relax. Now people are using that sound for sleep.Shiro must be sitting on the sea beach, utterly relaxed, and then he opened his eyes, clean and clear, just like mirrors, and there is a reflection: the mist meeting the sea. And suddenly out of the mist and out of the sea rises a red disk&nbsp; --&nbsp; the rising sun.These haikus are word-pictures. The necessity of a meditative mind as a background is absolute. No one except a meditator can write haiku.Now many Westerners are writing haiku. They don't understand that without meditation you cannot write haiku. You can compose a poem, you know how many syllables are in a haiku. You can compose, but that composition is from the mind, and haiku is from the no-mind, from the utter silence when you are nothing but a mirror&nbsp; --&nbsp; not out of thought, but from no thought.SourceCommunism and Zen Fire, Zen windChapter # 1 Chapter Title: Marx and Buddha hand in handQuestion 5