My painting embraces this colourful autumn time but as Robert Frost wrote in one of his most famous poems, “Nothing gold can stay.”
I was walking in our nearby woodland this week where the yellow light of autumn was sifting all I saw. As the UK slides into a second lockdown, and we all hold our breath for a healing result of next week’s US election, I keep asking myself, “What cometh?”
I mentioned that post George Floyd I continue to try to reboot my artwork.
It’s what Michelle Obama describes as a form of PTSD coupled with the lingering stealth threat of Covid19 Nevertheless, with all the uncertainty and tensions that 2020 has brought, I do remain positive. I continue to push through…. We all have to push through.