Painting and poetry helps to keep my eyes open. Art works in such a different way to the way of much of the mainstream media that inflames fears and closes down imagination. Does it have to be like this? Words are powerful. I think we need more poetry which reminds people of the richness of experience.
I was at an exhibition in Bristol last Saturday with my old family friends Jo and Katie. To my delight we walked into a room full of huge and wonderful paintings by Sonia Lawson. A painter I didn’t know previously. They were memorising, rich colour, thick texture and repetitive primitive images of animals and figures. What a discovery and a timely reminder to myself that painting can be uplifting. Despite the rain outside the paintings left me with a warm feeling of renewed wonder and hope. This is what art can do, it can be soul food and when those connections come they are priceless.
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