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Extracts from the Journals of John F. B. Miles

1975 - 1978

Like the tide coming in over a beach

Posted by Robert Beer on 7/29/2010 10:43:19 PM
The act of painting is for me like the tide coming in over a beach. Very slowly with occasional surges, the canvas becomes covered with an atmospheric veil of liquid intensity. Shapes move within this tidal flow, some getting lodged in a particular place, as a covering of other forms leaves them peering through translucent layers. "Synaestesia" means the overlapping of the senses, e.g. 'smelling' sound or 'hearing' colour. All of my paintings for the last seven years have had the word (read more)

The Seeds of Life

Posted by Robert Beer on 7/29/2010 10:44:50 PM
'The Seeds of Life' - 1978 A new strength grows. The 48" square painting 'The Seeds of Life' will be completed soon. I have gazed at many stars in many skies. I have marvelled at the scale of nature - incomplete as my understanding is. The power of night evokes the love of light, and as I perceive the cosmic stage, a single star moves down from the heavens, closer and closer until I am bathed in colours to which I add my tears of joy. (read more)

The Room When No One Is There

Posted by Robert Beer on 7/29/2010 10:45:24 PM
This painting of the front room is the first 'figurative' painting for over ten years. I find this 'decade' fascinating. The work begins to glow and amorphous shapes pulsate. I feel that life is once again 'very real' for me. This painting is a direct translation into paint of the very image content which has manifested itself in a lengthy sequence of drawings made in various rooms. The painting of the front room exists! It is in the studio now. It is alive! Chris Dart nearly fainted when (read more)
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