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The marriage of art and space

It was just a little bit magical to find butterflies “fluttering” inside the vast spaces of the abbey I know so well when I visited Bath yesterday, like a potent metaphor made manifest. Their colour and variety seemed to flutter new life into torpidity, as though the leaden religious narrative of so many quite massive stained glass windows had been exploded into shards then grown wings before hitting the ground…

"Pandora" pre-Raphaelite painting JD Bitten

Out of the box

A painting discovered chained up in a basement…and a story so synchronistic with my own that I feel like I have uncovered the inner Pandora of an age…

Helen White www.helenwhite.org

Spilling over the edges

The beauty and gentle power of falling water speaks for itself; anything that holds that much light, anchoring it to the earth, is an agent of radiant momentum and the most uplifting, dynamic kind of enlightenment, bringing this aspect in to the world by enchanting, relating to and engaging with others. This, to me, is the feminine aspect at work in the world…

(We’re all a) work in progress

Putting work in progress images of my work out there in the raw has taught me to accept (in all the ways listed in this post) my own perpetual “work in progress” state of being; the never finished aspect of who I am and the acceptability, the honesty and the commonalty of that. There’s a real power in owning that unfinished aspect of self and it can come as such a relief, like a weight put down…

The alchemy of art

Where does an artwork (or indeed anything) belong; with those to whom it is deeply personal, to those who most prize it, to those who are strong or rich enough to claim it or is there more organic flux to its journey. Perhaps its own higher purpose means it will change hands several times as a catalyst to healing, transformation and deeper understanding, always moving on when it is ready until it becomes its own story, infused with a life all of its own…