Scotland’s places inspire – not just guests’ visual art but sometimes also poetry. We’ve just received this poem written by one of our guests on the Sense of Place Lewis & Harris Art Experience 2019, Lilian from Stockholm:
Are these not the rain blessed Hebrides?
Where stones rein and trees struggle in vein?
Where the weather forecast is always the same?
The simple everyday pleasure is wandering on the machair,
hugging stones, absorbing colors, searching purple linings in the horizon
whilst sipping raindrops from our lips.
Art has neither end nor beginning.
Brush strokes neither start nor finish.
And the universe remains there waiting….
for our brains to meet it’s infinity in color.
I shall never forget the shared desire
to paint and explore together.
In this place where we created a world in a world,
where we helped each other to see.
We came with the plane
and went with the rain,
trusting that the stones, peat, gneiss and rain
will always remain.
Personally, I don’t quite agree with the weather forecast always being the same ;)…but the poem is wonderful. The weather may have been wet and grey some of the time while we were on tour, but the spirit in the group was always sunny. Thank you, Lilian!