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David Soderberg
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A traditional training in art might have been
interesting, if that had been possible.
My early classroom was a life lived in
But some things have never changed, like the
timelessness of form. Whether musical or
sculptural or poetical or mathematical or whatever, I remain a child continually surprised by the
joy of form, engulfed by the vast immensity of the Grand Canyon, breathless at
the Promethean leap of a stallion into the heavens of my imagination.
I have also learned, after all the museums and
classes and ateliers and en plein airs and open lifes and open books, that art is nothing if it does not
humbly mirror the yearnings of the human heart.
And that mirroring heart is Poetry—if only we will stop to listen to it,
to let it speak the Word.
I’m just saying that each one of us, whether
infant or aged, is at heart a poet, an artist sculpting a canyon of meaning
through the sandstone cliffs that wend inexorably onward through this world and
the next.
We hike together through this high mountain
desert exploring an environment of probing sensitivity. Our journey bridges endless sub-canyons of
emotion and meaning that connect and intertwine to mold the Grand Canyon of
Life that we live in.
That being so, the professional artist should
first of all be a fellow searcher—because we all move together through this
challenging adventure called life.
Instead of acting the monumental hero who pretends to see everything
from their wobbly perch atop a whitewashed pedestal, I would rather reach
heavenward with my feet firmly planted on the wobbly clay of humility, to touch
the face of Joy.
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