old wounds

I have now begun my artist residency at the New Ashgate Gallery, Farnham, in earnest.  This week was moving-in week, a big enough challenge in itself.  It also coincided with me having the honour of staging a ‘take over’ of the Gallery’s Instagram feed while the director, Outi Remes, was on holiday.  Outi wanted meContinue reading “old wounds”

whole: day 21

We must reverse our lenses. Too often we have allowed them  to lead us into a dark past. Looking through the right end, we see how that dawn had the brightness of flowers. It is the future is dark because one by one we are removing these paintings from our exhibition.  We walk between blankContinue reading “whole: day 21”

whole: Sunday 2

But for God to reach us, we have to allow suffering to wound us. Now is no time for an academic solidarity with the world. Real solidarity needs to be felt and suffered. That’s the real meaning of the word “suffer” – to allow someone else’s pain to influence us in a real way. WeContinue reading “whole: Sunday 2”

whole: day 7

There is a crack in everything God has made. Ralph Waldo Emerson  I am moved by the Japanese art of Kintsugi, both for its own sake, and as a profound spiritual metaphor.  Kintsugi is the art of repairing broken teaware, by reassembling the ceramic pieces in such a way that the broken/repaired/remade piece is perceivedContinue reading “whole: day 7”