Progression is part of the natural order. Though one may find a comfortable place to stay along the path, set up camp, give it a name, get others to join and have by doing so, cease any true forward momentum. The classical learning style would require one to submit to another who would for a time instruct by way of rudimentary disciplines the novice thus building a foundation of knowledge and a binding of the student to the history of the subject, tying him to all those who have gone before on his particular path. Once the novice had demonstrated the external expression of the inward character at a level which met the elders' approval he would then become a brother, adult; Journeyman. This is an interesting term in that it paints a picture of one who is on his way...somewhere. Most would believe this station as a destination, but no, it is stated as a beginning. The journeyman, artisan must need progress and by application of his repository of skill and knowledge grow and find further and further truths about his art and his inward capacities. If you have met a modern, union"Journeyman", you may have found a lack of this old world element. What the modern journeyman has attained is the socio-political rules of conformity; how much work not to do, when to hide, how to call to blame the next guy or craft and finally to utilize the retardant of guilt to extinguish the flames of passion as applied to artisan-ship leaving only a flat plain of mediocrity.
I, as a craftsman, am on this journey.I have acquired by my experiences on life’s path some skill, in many areas, and have gained the opportunity to pass some down and see them flourish in the hands of those eager to walk their own path.
I do seek to apply all that I know to the task at hand whether it is simple or complicated.
I find challenge in the opportunity to do that which has not been tried as of yet.
I am eager to share that which I know, rather than to hoard and thus secure my future.
I look to create that which is more than the formula had derived by bringing to bear my very life in the doing.
Thus Art; that which lies beyond skill
Saturday, February 21, 2009
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