Sitting here I ponder the true wonder of a piece of art
With careful brushstrokes and precise movements, how does he know?
Without intended attempt he understands my soul, my thoughts, my world of contradictions
With each splash of color I understand his persuasive pursuit of a primitive world to surround classical composers
Even placing a primitive work above sophisticated heads should be rewarded and celebrated
Daring to be different and push boundaries will forever inspire generations
Pushing boundaries, a scary act of defiance and confidence
Conforming to expectations comforts those on the road most traveled
Yet when that less traveled road is calling to the meek, the fearful, the anxious
I call upon that contradicting paver known as Marc to shine light upon that dark and abandoned road
Oh teach me, dear artist, to learn of your ways
And by the time I must decide which road to travel, I will possess the courage to choose the dark unknown
The dark unknown is bright and sunny, tropical and sweet
Yet each daydream is cloaked in a dark and foreboding shadow
Created by a deep love of family, home, and comfort
A family who’ve stood by me and my choices to leave
A home that has protected my life and soul as I pack to go
A comfort created by the forwards and abandoned for my own prospects
The light begins to shine as my worlds combine
Studying my courage creates more
And with that courage comes clarity
I am not abandoning anyone, I am simply going away so I can come back
I am not anxious, I am simply excited for my newest journey
I am not a conformist, I am a paver much like my heroic Chagall.
Where words fail, art rises
Art teaches the ways of man before and during
The after is up to all others
I aspire to be the after by learning from the before.
I shall continue the trend of teaching to learn and learning to teach
Until each man can understand the push and pull of a piece of art.