I feel so blessed to have just spent six magical days on the island of Fuertaventura with my beloved.Its vast landscape of no-thing really moved me. Its black volcanic rocks and natural looking pyramid 'hills' rising out of the beautiful barren land.
We stayed in a little fishing village called El Cotillo still untouched by the big tourist hotels. We quickly got into a rhythm with the sun rising at 8am and setting by 8pm and the chill in the air when the sun is not seen. Its bone warming hot sunny days, its cooling winds, the crashing waves of the Atlantic Ocean on the black volcanic rocks. And the lagoons where we lay resting in the suns heat enclosed in volcanic rock circles on the beach to keep out the wind. We took lots of walks, ate delicious tapas and drank cold beers.
I felt so completely at 'home'. This land took me straight into its heart of pristine nothingness and raw Beauty. I was completely captivated.
I found out about the Centro de Arte Canario, the Canarian Art Centre that was just a bus ride inland from where we were located and showcased all the artistic talent on the island. Needless to say - I was there!
So we took the bus to La Olivia where the Canarian Arts Centre is located. The centre is very beautiful project of love with lovingly restored buildings created into galleries to display and house the inspiring pieces and artworks.
The peaceful beauty of the gardens and the relaxed atmosphere all drew me in deeper. We wondered around the gardens complete with a sculptures and amultitude of metalwork goats. Goats being the only livestock and a main food source on the island, goats cheese, goats milk, goat alcohol!
Wondering around the galleries I was so inspired by many local artists. For me it opened up to explore and bring into my own artwork more deeply the 'nothingness' and the responding 'feeling'. Also to open up and play with creating more of a sense of movement and energy in my work. I left the galleries with a transmission of this incredible island communicated through various artists work and how their inner reality expressed the transmission of their surrounding landscape. So, so utterly beautiful...
Photographs were not permitted inside the main gallery.