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Artist Statement

To undertake the artistic path is an act of faith, a nod to fate, a leap of free will, all; for the way we see and move in the world is influenced by the beauty we perceive.  The stories we tell ourselves in private.  

 

There is a kind of art that lives on the edge of the village, not mere enchantment.  

 

Wood has become my speech, my story to sculpt, and I aim to draw the the body, the eye in closer to this story.  

 

Attention begets wonder. 

 

For what kind of art helps me better study your face?  Study my own hands? The textures of truth revealing themselves in my own life?  An experience of art that moves the spirit and leaves questions contentedly unanswered … and yet sparking remembering …  a threshold experience.  

 

For each work is created by learning to wait properly … allowing the true form to emerge in right timing.  Underlying pattern-languages emerge: a flame, a flower blossom, sparks in flight, the first snow, light on water, a curl of smoke — simple, spontaneous, vital.   Stillness of movement.  

 

The elements, present, evoking each other, poised and eager to be on their way: wood as earth, air, water, fire, metal; carving to reveal the underlying order of chaos, the principles of the gathering together, the unfolding of communication.  

 

For let it not be forgotten that this is trapped sunlight, trees eating light, to be stored, while documenting each turning.  

 

The wood directs its own creative path; what is removed, revealed, concealed, which is the next step in the telling — for no story worth hearing is known in full from its outset, and still, full of synchronicities — familiar magic, trust in the unseen.  

 

All creating art that catalyzes the inner experience of beauty …. this is a triumph and a food for a troubled world.  

 

Thus the invitation and the uncertainty in this work remains open, remains courted.  Pointing to this mysteriousness, the great family of things, that which holds us together, that which choreographs the coming apart, the recycling, a truth that coaxes the turning of the seasons, all are held in this work.  And these steps of working them into art is a grateful meditation, an offering of gratitude, each becoming unique mirrors that evoke awe and wonder, invite one into presence, into place, through texture, geometry, and grace.