'India', 6-31 January 2015

Nothing can prepare you for India.
It is a total assault on the senses.  Extremes. Contradictions.Humans and animals lives interwoven for better, for worse.The daily struggle to make a better future; for themselves, their children, goes on relentlessly in the dry, polluted, dusty heat.

Ancient buildings – vast palaces, temples, tombs, mosques; many unkempt and undervalued, beautiful beyond belief  -are oases of calm with exquisite, intricate decoration and use of luxurious materials.

The experience of India was overwhelming at times.   As a painter, my response comes through  the street dogs or pariahs, as they are sometimes called,  and the fallen petals from the semal trees – brash, bright orange/red rubbery petals scattered in the dust around ancient monuments where the dogs seek out shade and respite from the noise and chaos beyond the gates.  Abstracted moments, fleeting feelings.

JULIE COOPER

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