These are difficult times. As an artist whose work focuses on beauty, I often wonder, what is my role during such times? The image that brings me clarity is from the natural world. Struggling through a lava flow or the ashes of a mountainside devastated by fire, pioneer species take root and eventually allow the colonization of the landscape by myriad other plants and animals. The land renews itself, one organism at a time. It starts with the singular, extraordinary courage of the first pioneer plant and then, eventually, beauty and life triumph. Similarly, my role as an artist is to create beauty. I coax beauty from a lifeless hunk of metal or a tube of paint. Through my art, I put life into the lifeless, just like a pioneer species does on a mountainside. It’s a powerful, iterative process in which creating beauty creates hope. That is my role. How desperately we need a leader who can create hope.
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