You know of incidents where people looking at plants and the plants die? Once up at my place in Aripo, a young girl walking to the shop stopped to stare at a plant in my yard. She stayed there a while and said how beautiful it was. The next morning I woke up, and it was dead. I take things into consideration when ‘arting’ myself. So too the space is also ‘arting’ me. I have to be on my guard. Particularly now.
Visual Culture: At Home with Trinidad’s Master Artist, LeRoy Clarke
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