The other day, I came across this painting. It is called Timber Run in the Welsh hills, by Lucy Kemp-Welsh. I almost walked past quickly, as I'm not particularly interested in horses and I almost dismissed it.
Then I stopped. Rather than dismiss this painting as a twee evocation of the countryside past, I thought I ought to see if there was any interest. It was painted in the 1930s, a time when a lot of artists I'm interested in were working. So I looked a lot closer, so close, I could see individual brushstrokes.
Small figures of farm workers, tree bark and distant fields brought this painting alive for me. I was particularly taken with this figure against a patchwork of fields. It was as if this painting was teaching me something - about not dismissing anything out of hand, without trying to find some interest or merit. My lack of interest in horses could have stopped me even looking at all. So often we don't see the value in something right in front of us, and can even take things for granted. Perhaps we need to stop sometimes, and look at things a little differently.
Art is not what you see, but what you make others see - Degas
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