Chrysopoeia
Transmutation into Gold.
I always felt a particular affinity for the alchemist; half scientist, half magician, glass bottles, coloured smokes, working away into the night, purification, unification, treading between the myth and the reality.
Last night I created a series of images out of film photographs of Fools Gold I captured at the Specola crystal exhibition. I should very much like to develop these images further through printing.
Thinking about Alchemy inspired me today to get down to the Galileo Museum.
And I’m so very glad I did. It been one of those days that’s just be fantastic inspirational wise, feeling a rush of warm tingly ideas and notions filling my head as I admired and inspected all the archaic scientific instruments. The thermometers were particularly wonderful.
And I bought paint today. Oil paint. And turpentine. Does a painter lurk within me after all?
