Writing on the wall

Let me grab my shades. On London’s hottest day I made an on the spot plan to visit Lloyds Park, for some sun, shade and brownies. I entered the grounds through the main entrance on Forest Road. As soon as I walked through the gates I was met with a medley of delicious scents. Coming from various street food stalls. After looking around and some contemplation I walked over to a cake stand and got a chocolate brownie bagged. There were different flavoured brownies, slices of cakes and chunky cookies. The various sizes, colours and smells were a treat for the senses.

Passing the stalls, I walked straight towards The William Morris Gallery. I’ve wandered through the double doors countless times, beginning with school trips. Over years my inspiration and admiration for his work have grown. The fine details are printed on paper, fabric and my mind.

The gallery is currently exhibiting the work of Madge Jill a self-taught experimental artist. Jill was born in Walthamstow and a resident of East London. The story behind her work is an interesting one. During her lifetime she hoarded her art under her bed. It wasn’t until after her death in 1961 her work was discovered. Today different pieces of her work are openly exhibited few streets from where she was born.

My favourite part of the exhibition was the marks on the walls. They had purposely been scattered around to depict pen lines. I couldn’t help but run a finger over a couple to see if the walls had actually been inked. To my discovery, the marks were texture and therefore had been stuck on temporarily for the exhibition. A touch of excellence.

Once I finished taking pictures, I walked the back of the gallery for my short stroll in the sun.

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