The realm of the imagination is populated by beings who are not created but who are creators. The laughter of the happy child signifies the commencement of the golden pathway, no less the journey and arrival, all things being equal to the just creator.
The acts of life, love and death, at whatever juncture, are known by the fortunate, and are taken and held with a reverence becoming the sacred.
Simplicity in truth abounds yet the metaphor, by its nature, is singular. To succumb to the giant infant genius one allows the dissolution of hope and trust. The realm is mother's though philsophers, saints and magicians crowd her path, her touch is immediate, sure and present. The horizons, wide on a long life, are all but the rise and fall of a breast living and breathing. The universe is carried within her body. All palaces and planets, all smiling eyes and lifting leaves serve to bring the divine to breathe eternally on her mirror.
The sense of familiar, realisation, the lives which are drawn, the infinite history of each moment are on the tongue and at the eye, and the soul makes visible and magnifies. The line has no beginning, permitting us to dwell eternally in the grace of gesture where imaginary being accompanies us, beyond the private and personal, into the world of art.
Born 3/2/1956 in Falkirk. John Slavin attended Edinburgh College of Art 1975-1980 and studied in the School of Drawing and Painting under the celebrated painters Sir Robin Philipson and Dame Elizabeth Blackadder. Landscape painter on the Isle of Skye now working in the Pyrenees. In 2018 began new work in figurative drawing and painting derived from my poetic translations of traditional Traveller stories, the wonder tales of Duncan Williamson.