Friday, 26 October 2007
Perfect Freedom
One of the most reassuring things in life is when you meet highly influential people and immediately discover them to be warm, progressive, witty, courteous, and wise. Remarkably, this has happened a few times to me recently and makes a welcome addition to one's outlook. It not only wipes away the crumbs of wariness from one's face, it makes a basic or even developed mistrust of power sometimes unfounded. Outlook, like attitude, is important. The sound of the engine can denote repair. I have been targeting and following through on various projects and a present refusal to be negative is paying at least the rumour of dividend. The artist meanwhile has skilfully and admirably reattached herself to her new piece on the wall, and a kind of umbilical cord-iality has been resumed, though mostly between the artist and the art. It makes for a busy but fertile house. Jacques Brel is singing on TV and the children are trying to settle down to sleep and dream in what happens to be our bed. (We will carry them to their own later, their heads drooping as they cross from room to room.) Normal service has been resumed. As I write, the artist has her right arm raised while working on the top right corner of her piece. She is wearing clogs and their wooden soles brush and sometimes thud on the wooden floorboards. The general order of the room has been - shall we say - relaxed. Only one or two toys litter the red and blue African mat behind the bright red sofa, but the 5-year-old's Dungeon of Doom is askance and the table is cluttered with various newspapers spelling out a new chapter in the war zone, a pocket plan of a nearby museum boasting various handwritten telephone numbers, and a sticker book remaining in part unpeeled. For all I know, an artist's husband may be surplus to requirement when it comes to the art, but when the artist is happy and the husband is learning with a kind of progressive pleasure something of the world, it is a spirited union. Perfect freedom. That's it. We must forever perfect freedom.
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