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Lane Dukart

Clay Artist

 

The delicate tones and timbres of bells are among Lane’s earliest and fondest memories. It was during a stay in a monastery, however, that his natural affinity toward bells took on a deeper spiritual aspect. He realized then how bells could draw an individual into the space and sanctity of each moment, becoming a catalyst to a clearer awareness of one’s self and one’s surroundings.

Lane received his BA degree in Fine Art from Colorado State University. Steeped in the lessons of his earlier aesthetic pursuits, Lane now lives in a hand-hewn homestead in the foothills of the northern Colorado Rockies. There, for over twenty years in his solar powered studio, each bell is individually handmade with original carvings, and then assembled using salvaged copper wire. Lane creates each bell “with the grace found in doing common things exceptionally well.” This simple, yet effective philosophy rings equally true in his creation of unique planters, wall sconces and architectural tiles. His work can be found in art galleries, homes, and businesses throughout the country.

But, while work may drive the creative soul, it’s play that nourishes it. So when Lane is not sequestered away in his studio, he can likely be found flying a kite in the meadow by his home, hiking the backcountry, or enjoying a Swiss fondue with a glass of fine wine.

 

 

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A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine.

I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.

When, while the lovely valley teems with vapour around me, and the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage of my trees, and but a few stray gleams steal into the inner sanctuary, I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me: when I hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless indescribable forms of the insects and flies, then I feel the presence of the Almighty, who formed us in his own image.

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