Was it for this the clay grew tall?
Just back from an exhibition based on texts taken from Wilfred Owen’s writing and Benjamin Britten’s War Requiem by Stephen Raw.
This was a suprisingly moving experience, both from the selection of texts, the use of media, and Raw’s approach to ephemeral media. I usually think of lettering as a necessary evil, but in Raw uses the forms extracts new meaning from the words and expresses visual depth.
The exhibition runs to the 12th July at St John’s Priory Church, St John’s Square, Clerkenwell Road, London EC1M 4DA
If you follow the link below, you’ll find a video by Raw which discusses a journey to age four watercolours and collect media for a (then) proposed acrylic. I’m guessing, but I think you’ll hear Carol-Ann Duffy reading Owen’s poem Anthem for doomed youth.
The exhibition’s title is taken from Wilfred Owen’s poem, Futility. Owen was killed at Ors in November 1914.
Full details can be found on Stephen Raw’s site www.stephenraw.com