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U014.3.485
Artist / Maker : Preston, Mark ; Tenna Tsa Teh
Title : A Delicate Balance
Date (Execution) : 2007
Geographical Origin : Dawson, Yukon, Canada
Cultural Group : Tlingit
Style / Period : Contemporary 1950 -
Medium / Material  : Serigraph
Support / Technique : paper
Object Type : screen prints
Visual Description : Narrow horizontal rectangular composition with a white background. Two red frogs and two red salmon are swimming toward the right, green grass in the foreground and grey shadows of other frogs and fish in the background.
Accession # : U014.3.485
Width (cm) : 66.00
Height (cm) : 25.00
Depth (cm) :
Mandatory Credit : Gift from the Collection of George and Christiane Smyth
Artist Statement : "A delicate balance love and life. Frogs have long been a symbol of our spiritual side. A symbolic image of newness and a reminder of how fragile we really are. In more recent discoveries science has proven how interconnected we are to the outcome of the frog's own existence. Science has long been fascinated by nature. For many years nature in all its forms has been our play-thing. And the toll of our unconcern has had an adverse affect on all of nature. We can no longer afford to play and amuse our selfish egos with other life forms. So what do we tell our grandchildren? That we were careless with the very substance of their existence, their futures. And who is going to fix it? How we behave in private is only an indicator of what is in store for us all. An avalanche has its beginning from something very small, and with very little time has grown out of control. Nature will eventually push back and overcome everything in its path to survive. It will be a battle of survival. A battle we will surely lose if we don't pay attention. A breathe breaks Silence shatters gentle waters Nights full of promise A love that would have last for eternity You have been there By my side As if hidden from my eye Never seen How is it Tat I was so blind to you There have been storms Hail as much as stones Hurdled upon my soul Now for the first time I am able to open My eyes, my mind And that most darkened place A heart of stone As the last breathe is born I see where I went wrong Now it is far too late To late to reconcile All that was said All that was done Now at the last hour My mind My soul My heart Is true only to you. At last I am aware Of the sad truth Is my neglect of you? My love My life My soul My mind Lost for eternity How can I Reconcile My one true love Life itself As I breathe my last Breath of air."