I heard that immersive experiences are all the rage in various art galleries around the world. Here in the UK, galleries aren’t open for a few weeks yet, so immersive experiences have to come from elsewhere.
Some fine weather again today encouraged me to go out and about and I sat for a while at the edge of this field where the oil seed rape crop is bursting into flower. Against the backdrop of a cerulean blue sky, the yellow ochre flower heads were their own colour field.
As the post WWII, New York artistic movement of Colour Field Painting, whose canvases were saturated in luminous colours, could lead to contemplative stillness, so too my lunchtime jaunt led me to thoughtful musings, amidst the chatter and song of birds as the cool breeze swirled around. A rather marvellous immersive experience.
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