Art: Touching the Human Heart

Even saying the word “touch”, we instinctively know that the “touch” part can be about metaphorically touching the human heart. That moment is physically and mentally “out of this world” and we have a connection beyond a physical object. This connection is to the metaphorical art spirit, and this is what makes even simple artworks much more than a mere rock or utility thing.

Actually, even a stack of rocks placed just so offer the intent and recognition to us that a human being touched it, placed it, and experienced the intent prior to us. Here in our community, when we go for a hike in the hills, we may see that somebody place a few rocks in a small, albeit interesting, assortment. This could be a way of marking the trail, with an intention of some sort, likely to remind the hikers of a place in the path. And it could just be for fun. In any case, we recognize some intention of placement.

Likewise, if someone knocks over that little rock pile, we may feel sad at that cruel intent as well. It is remarkable that humans look for meaning in an intention with just a moment’s glance.

So how much more powerful is the public art and art experiences we share with others on a daily basis, even as we drive past a sculpture in a car and not on a human paced walk. It only takes a second, or a nano second, for us to respond in our hearts, and we may carry that moment for some time: days, weeks, years, a lifetime.

From human experience far earlier than written history, our recognition of the human touch, of what a person touched and intended, can reach us tens of thousands of years later, long after the person who created the intent has left the planet we now inhabit. We only know that a person made the artifact, and it remains for us to ponder a life lived in another era.

These days, we have public art that we share on purpose in our community. Some of it we can see from along the highway, some from along a country road, and we know someone placed the art there to show it to us. No other living creature seems to make that intention, or catch on to it, either.

So let me encourage you to take notice of the art and human touch you may see around you, be it a garden, a church statue or flowers growing in a sunny window pot. Somebody put it there, somebody wanted you to see it, and the reason is pretty darn simple: just because.

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