Some of What I Love about Sculpting
Some of what I love about sculpting
Is that in every minute
Of every hour of every day
Of shaping stone,
There is so much to see and touch and feel,
So much to experience.
Colours, shapes, movements,
Changing forms, perspectives.
When I am a hawk,
gliding past a form,
Exploring it in its dimensionality,
Space and time recede, and
I am in all mountains in all seasons forever,
Imagining all of it into being.
Dust avalanches thunder down slopes.
Tremors, architectonic tempers,
The grinding of glaciers and rivers
And wind-borne grit;
The genesis of topography.
December 5, 2009
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