Thursday 22 January

This was a surprising finish just before Christmas.  It started one day when I was listening to the news.  Bloodshed, bombing, broken promises; I came to the studio and grabbed paint. Then I did my usual painting out of my brushes at the end of any studio day.  Slowly, I began to see the middle shadows as people shapes and I began to see the pillar of light on the left and the pillar of cloud on the right.  The cloud is in a hot yellow sky, filled with fumes of war and injustice.  The light is in a cool blue sky, the shadows of explosion still quite fresh.  A tiny yellow person stands out from the crowd - not a yellow coward, but a luminous figure making a way through it all. I will get a better photo!!!