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The Language of Light / Toni Cogdell Land surrounded by sea. An ornate sliver of rock pointing elegantly out into the ocean, almost entirely enveloped by water, weather gathering itself around it, in all its fury and lightness, the county of Cornwall is almost an island itself balanced delicately on the edge of the UK. The wildness of the surrounding waters and climate are echoed on land in the form of some of the most powerful and rugged scenery you’ll find anywhere, and that unforgettably strange ‘quality of light’ it owns which makes it unsurprising that artists of all kinds are mesmerizingly pulled towards it like spellbound moths to a flame. Cornwall is creatively magnetised. Personally chosen by the Muse as her hang-out. But what could it be in those light conditions and sweeping backdrops that mean so much art is made there, pulling in outsiders time after time, or even holding them there indefinitely. When searching for reasons why so many Creatives are drawn to Cornwall, you may find someone eating a sandwich and waving their hand absentmindedly while telling you “oh, it’s the light, artists love it.” And it is a well-known and accepted factor, all that glorious sunlight bouncing off the waters of the Celtic Sea and English Channel back on to land, suspending the air around you in an epiphany of infinitely glorious reflected light.

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Scientific sensory tests have been done which indeed concur, yes, the light is strangely unique. Artists looking for light, channelling it back into their work as Turner did in the early 19th Century when he visited the County, seems a perfect pursuit, and simple reasoning for travelling your creativity to the very ends of Britain. Knowing something of the creative mind however, I feel it may run deeper than that. To sustain the journey of making art, the artist needs fuel, to be enlivened and awoken regularly, to be given the keys to the primordial, inaccessible places within but with the safety of a breadcrumb trail to bring the adventurer back again. The deeply rooted mystery that moves in the land and in the light of Cornwall promises all this. In her gorse and heather wildness, the free-spirited weather that moves and changes quickly, spectre-like, across the land each day, she invites the willing contender with their losses and lonelinesses to lay down their doubts and pick up their bravery. To be as untamed as she is, nature, man and life living in tune with each other. The inescapable cycle of creativity, living like a breath or a heartbeat under the surface of all things. Largely unnoticed, yet integral for living. This is Cornwall’s silent clarion call to make art, singing out to Creatives, with her multilingual light, speaking both the language of the visual and the soul. There is an arcane thread that runs between artist and Cornwall, a relationship and partnership, ship to port, child to mother. And whether we were born there, live there or are just visiting, we are always homeward bound.

Aesthetip february 2014  

Aesthetip is an inspirational magazine for a creative soul. Showcasing the art and design hub we have in Cornwall. Every publication will sh...

Aesthetip february 2014  

Aesthetip is an inspirational magazine for a creative soul. Showcasing the art and design hub we have in Cornwall. Every publication will sh...

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