. International studio. naivete and the eagerness of achild. I le mustwork at his tradeof bricklaying be-cause he mustearn a living, andtoward this factof his existence hehas not the leastbitterness. In themidst of his work,an idea comes tohim. I seem tobe dreaming, hesays. And thenhe can scarcelyget home fastenough to beginto put the thingwhich he has seeninto wood. Withhis chisels heworks half thenight and is ashappy as happycan be. The spiritthat broods overhis work is one ofmystery and theseasonal passingof the years asthey come upon men, but inhis own personality is reflectedneither myste
. International studio. naivete and the eagerness of achild. I le mustwork at his tradeof bricklaying be-cause he mustearn a living, andtoward this factof his existence hehas not the leastbitterness. In themidst of his work,an idea comes tohim. I seem tobe dreaming, hesays. And thenhe can scarcelyget home fastenough to beginto put the thingwhich he has seeninto wood. Withhis chisels heworks half thenight and is ashappy as happycan be. The spiritthat broods overhis work is one ofmystery and theseasonal passingof the years asthey come upon men, but inhis own personality is reflectedneither mystery nor broodingnor any sense of war with hisown destiny. He seems just asimple, quiet boy, still uncon-scious that to him as to few hasbeen given rare poetic visionand the gift to visualize it inwood. Another artistic trait isrevealed in the fact that heknew instinctively the mediumbest suited to the art within the art of the North-west, with his crude but imagin-ative carvings, Ben Andersonhas brought a new th
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