Yesterday, I came home after work to find a work of art in a very large box on my carport.
The carving is by poet and artist Dean Hurliman of Iowa, with whom I have had the great pleasure of corresponding this autumn. Dean shares the hope and optimism of many regarding the Ivorybill, and it is reflected in the determined, even defiant look of this carving.
As I grow older I have come to prize most that art which is given to me freely by family members and friends, both of which I am blessed to have in abundance. Dean, your gift is an honor, as is your friendship, neither of which I could have forseen when I began this endeavor. It's all a bit humbling, to be honest.
Here's to hope, and faith, and the Quest.
The carving is by poet and artist Dean Hurliman of Iowa, with whom I have had the great pleasure of corresponding this autumn. Dean shares the hope and optimism of many regarding the Ivorybill, and it is reflected in the determined, even defiant look of this carving.
As I grow older I have come to prize most that art which is given to me freely by family members and friends, both of which I am blessed to have in abundance. Dean, your gift is an honor, as is your friendship, neither of which I could have forseen when I began this endeavor. It's all a bit humbling, to be honest.
Here's to hope, and faith, and the Quest.
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