I seldom find myself enthusiastic when asked to comment on an artist's work. More often than not I suggest that the artist simply cut and paste from the plethora of verbiage that is camp follower to the contemporary art scene.
However in the case of Stan Huncilman I make an exception for the simple reason that his work is unique. Unique not only in form but in spirit.
Mr. Huncilman's work can be deceptively simple or frustratingly complex however to see it that way would be a mistake for Huncilman's oeuvre is no more or less than a fenestra patulous to a special kind of beauty.
From time immemorial the alchemist has sought remuneration via transmutation. So to is often the case in the history of art. The fruit of these endeavors is generally unpropitious. Seen in this light I posit that sculptor Stan Huncilman is an unwitting but successful alchemist. In this brief survey I propose that there is constant kernel of vicissitude that speaks homage to the power of his hands to enrich the mind. An alchemy for the soul. Perhaps just perhaps the alchemists were misguided. For it is not only the transmutation of material per se that enriches our lives, but the transmutation of the observer's mind towards recognition of the materials that are extant in our quotidian realm. This is the phenomenon of great art. The wealth that this alchemist has given us, is from his hands to our minds. Let us not hesitate to enrich ourselves.
Lincoln Glastonbury Rutledge
M.A., M.F.A, M.A.Ed., R.So.AE., DPhil,
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