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WHEN THE LAW HAD ROUGH EDGES

He’s never tried to figure out the ‘why’ of what men do…it’s just that when they go against the law it leaves a foul taste in his mouth that lingers naggingly. His whole life seems to be fighting for what he’s come to know as ‘right’. These boys were rough – one of ‘em gave him no out but to cut him down. Took weeks to track ‘em. It’ll be at least that long bringin’ ‘em in. Til then, his fare is sleepless nights and a wary eye.

I wanted to show what ‘The Law’ stands for…..represented in the character of a man’s face.  The type of man who ‘willingly’ rides alone, and, because of his profession, often finds himself in the company of those agin’ the law.  “T’aint fer the timid or weak of heart”.

Is the following statement truth? “Every thought we think…every word we utter…works its way into our faces”.  How could it be any different? I once heard the phrase….”The show of his countenance witnesses against him”. I like to think of the opposite being true too. My countenance witnesses ‘for me’ as well.

Scott Rogers

Scott Rogers’ love affair with bronze began when he bought a bronze sculpture from his uncle, Grant Speed. Six months later in October of 1990, he came home from work one day, looked at that bronze, and said, “I can do that”. He sought counsel at the hands of master teachers, Fritz White CA, Stanley Bleifeld, Herb Mignery CA, Mehl Lawson CA, and Grant Speed CA.

“My desire is to use art as a vehicle to inspire mankind to see the beauty of life. Artists are prone to leave emotional fingerprints all over their work; hence, what you’ll be seeing, in a way, are self-portraits. I love how shape, line, and form communicate. Every line has a spirit and speaks volumes. Put a lump of clay in my hands and a short while later you’ll know exactly how I feel and physically see my soul. I am finding that the key to life is to develop eyes to see what is really ‘there’.”

Scott Rogers loves what he does and portraying the Old West. “I remember, fondly, the hours spent as a youth reading of renegades, rebels, rogues, outlaws, wild men and horses, ferocity, passion, power, cunning, independence, honor, loneliness, fear, rage, courage and freedom. These words worked their way into my soul and now find expression through my fingers in clay. The “West” was about men and women who had the courage, who were part of something bigger than themselves. I find great pleasure in doing these people justice by creating a fair portrayal of their characters.”

“I sculpt feelings and not reality. In fact, to me, the words sculpture and feelings are synonymous. I love it when someone says, after viewing one of my pieces, ‘I can feel the bullet hitting him, I feel like I’m on the back of the bucking horse’ or ‘I can hear the roar of the stampede.’ I know art uplifts the spirit, it makes one want to be better, to feel good about themselves and their fellow man, to reach out for that which is good in life. It’s my wish that you experience some of what I feel through my art.”