Jenny Davis

Hi everyone , Below is a small piece of writing I did a few days ago in Paris.
Yes Im still stuck in Paris …........poor me with the nice summer days but soon it will
be back to reality and to the cold Melbourne weather early nights on the electric blanket with the cats

The Berlin exhibition finally went ahead after a big stuff up.
The curator lost the plot with the gallery owner and we lost our exhibition space.
Luckily the artists found another exhibition space within a week and we had our opening.
Unfortunetly, I didnt make it to the opening.
With all that was going on I left my bookings for Berlin too late so I was unable to get a flight in time from Paris to Berlin or accomdation because of the G8 summit.
But it all turned out alright in the end .

MANY THANKS!!!!!!! to the artists who worked so hard sorting out the mess .

Over the years I have written some small pieces in my journals but I have never really shown anyone….............its a little piece connected to some paintings I did a few years ago after receiving letters and photos from a soldier in Iraq ; The correspondence stopped oneday then nothing was heard from him again.
Sometimes I find it a release to get it down in writing instead of in a painting, sculpture or photography etc ; I guess its just another tool I use to express myself

Letters from the Border

The flower rose from the desert floor pushing its way through the dry hard crust, like a white rag flapping its surrender into the dust.

Time slowed to a halt for one soldier. He clicked the camera,
an interruption to the vile, nauseating slaughter, he had witnessed earlier that morning .

The image arrived penetrating the depths of her soul.
She knew the little desert flower from the border would change the fragility of humanity forever.

cheers
Jenny