Artist Statement 12-05-15
Posted on December 9, 2015
Amidst confusion the sound will rise. Beneath the heartache of days gone easily slipping the mind, up from the bottom, the heart, the soul, the ears – the heartstrings deep within vibrate and gleefully pine, and so do the innermost layers, the labyrinth of hallways to the depth of my soul, yet only one roadmap to guide passing aide to the blind eye within seeking light or a path to find or stop and rewind for a moment… But, through it all, the sound will rise. From far away we hear a whisper glide along the moonlit field from sentient being to wide open mind. We speak from a fountain of wisdom only vaguely defined. A few scribbles on pages faded by sunlight and tossed upon shelves for a better, more practical time, but just as it did when it called me by name, and just as it does when it shadows any shame and brings a tear to an eye or a smile. The sound, this name, this face, these words, the hands and the feet and the hearts in this place and their eyes… and their minds. With our arms and our consciousness joined, locked together, we turn up our chins and we feel it all over. This music, these calls from an infinite mystery, as one we will resonate, our thoughts and voices resounding up over the hilltops and buildings and treetops to rise!
Ya Feel That Yet?