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SUMMARY:Art Opening - The Secret Life of Trees Series by Kim Bach
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DESCRIPTION:Join us for the opening of Kim Bach's show at the Agroforestry Resource Center.Artist StatementI am
 obsessed with trees, the magic they create, the coolness they provide, the
 wonder they inspire. One of my earliest memories is of a tree next to a polo
 field in Lima, Peru. I sat for hours nestled in the branches of that tree,
 feeling safe and adventurous as I gazed quietly down on the world.In the last
 9 years, I have walked the ancient Camino de Santiago de Compostela pilgrimage
 routes through Spain and Portugal. Each time, varying in length from 100 miles
 to 500 miles, the adventures have taken me through woods, meadows, forests and
 streams in all kinds of weather. Sometimes, I walk alone but at other times I
 get to share the awe of a moment with another. Either way, the wonder of it
 always surprises me.The same
 sense of peace often follows me into the studio at the back of my house, which
 is an inspiration in every season. The changes in leaf colors, weather, birds,
 wind and temperature are constant. Those trees are my best studio models.I think poet Mary Oliver says it best in her poem Such SilenceAs deep as I ever went
 into the forestI came upon an old
 stone bench, very, very old,And around it a
 clearing, and beyond thatTrees taller and older
 than I had ever seen.Such silence!It really wasn’t so
 far from a town, but it seemedAll the clocks in the
 world had stopped counting.So it was hard to
 suppose the usual rules applied.Sometimes there’s only
 a hint, a possibility.What’s magical,
 sometimes, has deeper roots than reason.I hope everyone knows
 that.I sat on the bench,
 waiting for something.An angel perhaps.Or dancers with the
 legs of goats.No, I didn’t see
 either. But only, I think, becauseI didn’t stay long
 enough.
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