Today would have been Leonora Carrington's 100th birthday. I've spent many of my own words explaining how important she is to me, and why. Getting to show her painting, "El Nigromante," in my "Language of the Birds" exhibition was one of the highlights of my life, and one of my most treasured possessions is the elephant ear plant that I grew out of a cutting from her garden, which was given to me by a dear friend. She is, to put it simply, one of my matron saints.
Today, I'll let her speak for herself though:
“The true duty of the artist is to know what she is doing and transmit her knowledge with precision. The artist must always lift up the skirts of Venus or her twin-sister Medusa; if she is incapable of that, she should consider changing professions.
Let’s thus seek out the possibility of having subtle organs that will allow us to spread a beneficial magic or receive it while cultivating the protections against the multiple venoms of the invisible world. It is only in the strange magic ocean that we can find salvation for ourselves and our sick planet.”
- Her response to a questionnaire for L’Art magique, 1957