Art is most often thought of as the creation of a painting, a sculpture, or the like. One rarely takes notice of a myriad of other artistic endeavors that swirl around our busy lives every day. For example, a carpenter building a new chest of drawers. He takes the rough lumber and, if he's not me, creates a thing of beauty. Or a plumber - designing and building a system that has to not only fit into a constrained area, but look good as well.
This morning I experienced an artist at work. I awoke early and notice a village snow plow in our cul-de-sac dealing with yesterday's snowall. Recent snows have more than filled available areas for storage but alas there was still more. Watching the driver maneuver his rig around the court kept my attention. Where was he going to go with it all? Would it end up in front of my driveway?
I shouldn't have worried. With the finesse learned from experience he operated his rig as gracefully as a ballet dancer on a stage. Move the snow a foot here, a foot there, adjust the wing blades while on the go, and then the job is done. The final result was clean pavement with no driveways obstructed. Beautiful, a true artist!
On Sunday there will be a repeat performance, I understand. I have front row tickets.
