If I remember correctly (and even if I don’t), the story goes something like this.
A sculptor was asked how he could sculpt such a beautiful horse.
His response was something like this.
“I simply carve away anything that doesn’t look like a horse.”
The gift of the artist is that she sees the horse in the marble or the painting on the canvas or the figure in the wood before she ever begins. She knows it is there.
Her job…
Her calling…
Is simply to set it free.
Maybe that is our job, as well.
To see what is not yet.
To know what lies hidden in the craziness and the chaos and the confusion of today and to chip away at it, piece by piece, until what is hidden is set free.
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