A year on

Job done

When I started this Blog, it was with an end in sight.  My job, I anticipated, would be over when the paintings were ready for the exhibition; this time last year, I had pretty much decided that I had done my bit and posted the last post.   On top of which, I had my own 'exhibition' to finish preparing for and I was submerged in Grade 8 piano, (which to my ecstatic delight, I have passed!).

However, I have not been able to shake off the feeling that I'm not quite finished.  Exhibition 2014, far from being an ending is only another step along the way.   It was both a triumph and a disappointment and there were tears of joy and distress.  For my part, the event  was inspirational.  I have learned a great deal: about Art; the characters; the processes; the journey; I have loved and am loving my own journey in writing and piano, for which I have Johnny to thank, for his encouragement.

Collectors

This time last year, we were sweltering in London.  The support Johnny received was wonderful and the exhibition was beautiful.  'There's no one exhibiting work like this in London,' one critic commented.  The critic had wandered in off the street on impulse and spent time chatting to both Johnny and me.  'We didn't know about it,' said her companion.  And that was the disappointment:  it was a hidden exhibition.  Very few people attended who weren't directly connected with Johnny - and there are a lot of you - your support was and is valued immensely.




Johnny's frustration was apparent.  His wish was and still is, quite simply, to put his paintings in front of an audience to show, as he puts it, 'What I have done with my life.'  It isn't about fame or riches, but about demonstrating that against all odds that with no money and no connections it's possible to follow your passion and lead a fulfilled life.  And that's not knocking money either - money buys paint, paper, food and pays the rent.



So, the mission continues, for a venue to show 'What I have done with my life.'

We're going to need help. x