Each one of David Pearson’s sculptures has an individuality and an authoritative presence that creates a relationship between the viewer and the work of art. No matter how contained, cool and elegant the figure, a David Pearson bronze projects a classical balance between vulnerability and dignity, between its own inner life and its connection with the human race.

One has seen this perfect tension before, usually in museums which house collections from antiquity. David Pearson’s sculptures do not borrow stylistically from anyone, yet their intuitive essence corresponds on a peer level with Nefertiti, Gothic cathedrals, the Russian icons and their artistic heirs: Vermeer, Archipenko, Braque and Giacometti. Unlike the swarming, labored Hellenic and Victorian statuary and the excesses of post-Modernism, all of Pearson’s works have a common thread of reserve, grace, and depth

In Pearson’s hands, these qualities imbue each figure with a quiet radiance. They crackle with the humor and angst of a solid contemporary consciousness, functioning fully in the present moment while exhibiting the electric calm of the Winged Victory of Samothrace. Not for David Pearson is the tortured theatricality of art as political propaganda. “For me, art is a personal venture,” he explains. “I’m not out to change the world, but to change a few people who are free to like my work because they like it."