When We Read A Story, We Inhabit

I Use Charcoal A Lot. Partly Because It Has Such A Fantastic Range But Also Because It Is Very Easy To Erase. For Me, Drawing Is A Lot To Do With Taking Out, With Returning To The White Of The Paper.

That We Find A Crystal Or A Poppy Beautiful Means That We Are Less Alone, That We Are More Deeply Inserted Into Existence Than The Course Of A Single Life Would Lead Us To Believe.

When He Painted A Road, The Roadmakers Were There In His Imagination, When He Painted The Turned Earth Of A Ploughed Field, The Gesture Of The Blade Turning The Earth Was Included In His Own Act. Whenever He Looked He Saw The Labour Of Existence; And This Labour, Recognised As Such, Was What Constituted Reality For Him. (on Vincent Van Gogh)

Post-modernism Has Cut Off The Present From All Futures. The Daily Media Add To This By Cutting Off The Past. Which Means That Critical Opinion Is Often Orphaned In The Present.

The Opposite Of Love Is Not To Hate But To Separate. If Love And Hate Have Something In Common It Is Because, In Both Cases, Their Energy Is That Of Bringing And Holding Together