What left an impression on me after reading this book was understanding just how much value we humans place on colour. It moves us to great effort, leads us to construct weird social customs surrounding it, causes us to put up with disgusting substances and processes in order to produce it, and causes destruction of environment and even life.
Us humans are attracted by glowing colours, luminous shapes, the light in the darkness, aren’t we? We’re not so different to moths, being drawn from the shadows towards that which is bright and shining.
I’ve never thought much about Ken Done. However, after seeing a couple of his recent paintings in the Wynne and Sulman prizes, I thought that I was probably being unfair and I should probably check out what he’s been doing since the 80s.
Visiting an art gallery is always an inspiring treat. Since we were up in Sydney for TedX Sydney 2019, we figured we’d take the opportunity to pop into the Art Gallery of NSW where the 2019 Archibald Prize is now showing.
Some people like to say, “I don’t read fiction” in the same way that a certain type of person likes to say, “I don’t watch T.V.” Both of these statements are pretentious and supposed to imply that the person uttering them doesn’t have the time to waste on such unworthy pursuits. These mediums aren’t intellectual enough, they provide nothing of value.
I can’t imagine what it’s like to live inside the kind of brain that can’t see the value in reading fiction. And I guess that is kind of the point of this post.