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| Roxanne Swentzell | ||||||||||||||||||
| I was born in 1962 to Ralph and Rina Swentzell in Taos, New Mexico. My mother is native American form Santa Clara Pueblo and my father is of German descent. I grew up in Santa Fe, New Mexico traveling up and down the Rio Grande River from Taos, Santa Clara and Santa Fe,..staying close to my mother's side of the family. I ended up building a home on the reservation of Santa Clara Pueblo in Northern New Mexico, where I reside today. As a young child, I found it hard to communicate through language and turned easily to expressing myself through art insteade. This way of communicating became my life. I took to sculpting the human figure because it showed the most direct way of expressing my human emotions. These emotions became my language and I soon found out that it was a language that was universal. It has been a very uplifting feeling that people from anywhere in the world can look at my work and understand it. Through my scupture, I tell about my experiences as a Native American, as a woman, as a mother, wife, girlfriend, as an artist, as a human being in today's society. I tell about life through the human figure expressing emotion. It is my story, but its also everyone's story. I believe that when we reach each other with our emotions, we feel less alone and more understood...thus loved. |
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| poems to my sculptures You clay people who dance through my soul dance right on through me. My eyes look upon you out there I know you in here. Like children out in the world I send you and hope you find love out there.
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