IN OTHER WORLDS…
through the eyes and hands and imaginations of our artists
On a whim you turn down a road just to see where it goes… quietly through trees and quick shafts of sunlight. As you leave the dappled shade and crest a gentle rise, you have to stop because what you see takes your breath away. The world has opened. Under the bright blue sky… rolling hills and sharp cliffs, trees trees trees… and a distant open field where cattle are grazing. Far below, the bright glint of a tumbling stream echoes the sunlight. As you drive down the hill, that moment fades to memory. Why, you wonder, can’t you capture and save what your eyes can see? We do. In the Hills of Headwaters our artists find inspiration all around… and you’ll find them wherever you look. The sign you just passed points to a lane between rows of sugar maples leading to a studio. That artist set up an easel beside the road where you stopped, and has given the view another life. You really should see what he sees. Our artists are not only inspired by what they see, but also by what they touch and hear. Old trees are turned into bowls to reveal the marvellous colours, hills and valleys in the grain… or they are carved into shapes you have to feel to fully appreciate. Ancient rocks are polished and set in mosaics or hammered with steel into sculptures. Nature’s sounds inspire music and song. Even the words of our people are grist for stories and plays.
Ken Hall, sculptor, Shelburne
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