Journey towards the North 1971

Curator: Oh, it's rather like peering into a frosty window, isn't it? All pale blues and hazy yellows. Editor: Yes, a good entry point for us is Ceri Richards' "Journey towards the North," which resides here at the Tate. He was born in 1903 and passed in 1971. Curator: It feels like a fragmented dream, doesn't it? I see mountains… or are they icebergs? And this looping knot in the center—is it a mind grappling with direction? Editor: Considering Richards' Welsh roots and the broader historical context of post-war anxiety, it is suggestive of exploration and the search for stability. Curator: Absolutely. The geometric shapes hint at a rigid, almost industrial landscape, but then that vibrant yellow circle softens the whole thing. Editor: Perhaps it's a lens, a perspective that offers a way through the challenges of modernity. Curator: It is a journey, not just to a place, but through a state of mind. Editor: Indeed.