I have a student who is with her first child. It happened as she is in her last semester of school preparing for her senior art show. The event has suddenly dulled her previous art to irrelevance as she is now confronted with one of the truest meanings of life, the life of another being created inside one's own body. Nothing outside of God in us can measure up to this one singular event reserved for women humans. As I talked with her yesterday I was reminded joyfully again; this is how great art is made…life defy language through exquisite being; human beings being the most sincerely human. Oh the joy of the burden of making work worthy of her new human being...becoming inside of her.
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