Camden Art Centre

I’m volunteering at Camden Art Centre this season and we have two exhibitions going on at the moment. How wonderfully different they are and how rewarding (nourishing! fulfilling! enlarging-perceptions!) it is for me to look at both! 

The first is emptiness, abstraction, Rothko, in a mini-film running in the exhibition, the author says — he goes beyond the subjects, painting his and his daughter’s childhood, his wife — deceased, alas — himself and his brother in the distant nowhere of India, banyan trees and colours flowing downwards

The second is birds and the joy of pure play, drums, music, and the author himself, while he is putting together the exhibition — singing! sounds in tune, he himself is like a big colourful bird, and his performance with a hand-made bird in his hand is like the best rhyme.

 Matthew Krishanu and Andrew Omoding.

Volunteering is like a moving meditation or service, I’m just present in the room amongst the art, given to people’s random questions about art and happy about it. Although as an autistic person it can be hard for me at times.