Dr Zhivago by Pasternak
Comedy in a Minor Key by Hans Keilson
In Europe by Geert Mak
Lost lives, lost art etc by Melissa Muller
European History WW2 course with OU
Synopsis: Going back in time, we find out how it all began. Who was watching who first and why. To Europe before WW2, to revisit the destiny of the 21st Century and the vision that was created then for our lives today. A complex story about relationships between old friends and the power they had to form our future. This story will scare you, because it’s partly true.
Genre: Mystery, Thriller, Suspense
Before Jack and Iain, before The Director in Edinburgh, and The Dark and The Deep there was a man who influenced the world we live in today, but in a very special way.
Excerpts to follow during November.
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I assume it’s children, but not everyone would agree with me. Constantly investing pre-birth to eighteen must surely bring rewards, especially if all children are invested in.
Sometimes, even now, adults say to me children shouldn’t be given special treatment, that they should know their place in society. And I wonder what that means – ‘their place in society’.
Looking at policy today in the UK – Every Child Matters (I believe the Tories have crossed out ‘every’) and GIRFEC (Getting It Right For Every Child) in Scotland, I should probably be nodding my head in approval of such inventions of the state.
But these things are again more about control rather than freedom, more about class rather than universality, more about eating carrots and cucumber for snacks than making music or creating stories.
The bit that’s missing is stimulating creativity. I wouldn’t argue too much about the provision of care and concern for a child’s welfare except of course, the social worker has handed over most of their responsibility to the teacher. Teachers I know are not pleased about this. They see their role as to educate and to not be responsible for life issues.
A couple of weeks ago I visited London, I hadn’t been for eight years. It was to meet with UK-wide organisations prepared to stand together in support of children’s rights to the arts. The momentum is building and more organisations are coming on board. Everyone knows we are about to hit a crisis. Financial, yes. But greater than that – our children’s’ well-being.
I went to visit a couple of galleries in London, my art-fix replenished for a couple of months. And in my mind ran the conflict between great art on the walls of the National Gallery and our resolve to fight for arts provision for children. If I took the sunflowers and sold it, what would that pay for. But no. I think of the man, I named my child after and can only believe that we need to see that painting to understand the artist. To appreciate not the piece of art, but Vincent.
Looking at the sunflowers in the flesh, something appears that doesn’t exist in thousands of reproductions – Vincent’s soul. I went in to the gallery thinking I would be boosted by the sunflowers, instead I came away with an ‘Oh’.
Oh, each flower said something, each angle. It wasn’t a sunny painting. it was quite flat. He hadn’t painted a fresh bunch of sunflowers, but a wilting collection probably sitting in stagnant water. And unlike our picture-perfect pre-raphaelites, it was probably only Vincent who had done all the work on the canvas. So it was all about him. I had deluded myself somehow on the way to the gallery, but met with a man’s state of mind that brought me down to earth.
We all love him though, we know about his life, his own torture (with thanks to Kirk Douglas!), a song in his name, replicas of his work all around. His style has heavily influenced design, not many western households have bypassed his blues and yellows.
What’s all this to do with children’s rights? State of mind. We created art as a way to explore our ever-more complex selves, and the child does that naturally. We halt the process by denying further exploration, or limiting it to a few young people.
It would be interesting to see how Ireland, Wales, England and Scotland collaborate -will there be a broad approach or will it involve localised cultural claims. I sit back and wait and watch.
In the meantime, there is the international arena to worry about. Out there, people and organisations are working hard to maintain or try to build a level of dignity in children’s lives. We have a long way to go, but we have come far already.
Keep your eye on the road and keep going, no matter the rain or shine. Change is inevitable. Go see art and let it speak to you, take your kids, your youthclub, your unruly sullen teenagers and spend a day in a gallery. Mine went with his father the last couple of days to London, so am looking forward to a hearty discussion all about art.
BTW the OU do great art history courses -would fully recommend them, especially Art and its Histories and Modern Art.
I live in hope of a National Gallery in Inverness!