Deep Impact

Keith Tyson's Deep Impact was definitely the highlight of The Summer Exhibition 2011 and for me made it  a completely worthwhile visit ( whilst sifting through all that TWEE!!) . The painting is outstanding and incredibly beautiful. It is full of energy and feeling, fire and colour and did what art should - moved me. The Summer Exhibition is always frustrating because of its sheer nature and although this painting deserved far more space and perhaps a different setting its reflective nature sucked in the energy of everything. Its mirror like surface made its hanging come alive as the audience moved about within its surface and the colours of the other (crammed) paintings in the room.

This apocalyptic and fiery work seems incredibly relevant in my mind today as the riots continue to spread through london. The fear of the end and danger is everywhere bubbling under the surface. I can't help but think what this all means. What is the end?

Guilt

Filling the void

Putting yourself in danger

Sucking your soul dry

Time for change?

Or is this just starvation?

Am I guilty or just making myself feel guilty?

Guilty... of self destruction.

All the endless possibilities of what could have happened. Just to know. Can someone tell me what fucking happened. Because it is the chance of it not being ok that is killing me. I am not that desperate. I just want love too much. Real fucking your in it can't live without it love. That is why I am dead.