I just dont know what to think at this very moment, the world is in so nuch pain and distress and feel so helpless to bring any kind of relief except run away from it, but where, the world now seems so small. This Vaughan Williams piece of music is helping me through ( clip below) and the need to escape to somewhere green is ever present
So yesterday I had a splendid afternoon wandering the Cass Sculpture foundation’s 26 acres of forest. Some pieces did not touch me in anyway, just passed me by without any real dialogue, some spoke to me, lured my thoughts and feelings into unexplored territories, some lifted my spirits to a higher plane and one piece in particular mesmerised me totally.
Looking at all the figures staring at me in the woods made me think. The faint watery sunshine was glinting though the trees, it looked as if this gathering of people had marched away from the light, given up on what life used to be, they looked sad and I began to ponder of what life was like looking through they eyes of a child. Now past my prime and sullied by the toxic life we have slowly inhaled these past decades, that light of innocence seems so far away. I walked through the gathering of these eerie metallic shadows and felt the alienation they all felt, severed from their roots, walking aimlessly and then I glanced back and in an instant hope returned. The view had a different energy a real strength and I realised why, we were all walking towards the light, all of us together as a tribe, a community. Together we can change the world, one step at a time and we must not give up hope.
I realised I do not want to feed or support the corporations anymore, enough is enough, I don’t want to give my power away anymore. I am streamlining my life. Why do I have “stuff” I thought I was already doing this, but it’s not enough, I need to do more…………………………… it’s all go to go
Let our dream for the world he big
Interesting place Watts Gallery, visited recently on a lovely sunny afternoon…………… Left feeling very uplifted and inspired, not only from his painting but overwhelmingly by his larger than life plaster maquettes in the sculpture gallery as seen here. However looking at these images again, and of the gallery itself, thoughts filtered through of Watts himself and what he built here. A large arts and crafts country home away from London life, an art studio of enormous proportions, an art gallery specifically built to display his own works of art and a sculpture studio for his larger than life pieces. An eminent artist of his time, and held in high esteem in his lifetime, did it perhaps swell his ego? Look at the image of him putting the final touches to one of the largest “selfies” I have ever seen.
Actually went to see the painting of Ellen Terry by various artists, but some really wonderful intimate pencil sketches from the time he was married to her. She was one week off her 17th birthday, he 30 years her senior ! She was soon to elope with E.W Godwin the architect………….. good for her I say !!
Created a clay sculpture form, she is hanging trapeze like under my arching floorlamp. I adore the naked form, and she fills me with feelings of freedom. I took a photo, layered with image of the conntryside at the long man of wilmington and hey presto………………………..
There is no need for words………….. click in images to read more.
In the words of C S Lewis “We do not want merely to see beauty, though, God knows, even that is bounty enough. We want something else which can hardly be put into words–to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it, to become part of it”.
In Kate’s own words. “Simpact on the environment. These pieces are in part responses to environmental stressors including climate change, toxic pollution, and gm crops. They also borrow from myth, art history, figures of speech and other cultural touchstones. In some pieces aspects of the human figure stand-in for ourselves and act out sometimes harrowing, sometimes humorous transformations which illustrate our current relationship with the natural world. In others, animals take on anthropomorphic qualities when they are given safety equipment to attempt to protect them from man-made environmental threats. In each case the union between man and nature is shown to be one of friction and discomfort with the disturbing implication that we too are vulnerable to being victimized by our destructive practices”.
Playing with clay, it so wonderful to hold the red earth in your hand, hold a vision in your heart, and slowly let your fngers sculpt a shape that holds great power………. Creative expression is such a release………………..