Here's proof that good old-fashioned painting can still feel fresh. Emily Patrick turns the mundane into the magical. She takes everyday subjects that heap of stuff dumped on a chair, that single narcissus that for a moment made you think of spring, that bunch of red tulips that shed their petals on the shelf and reveals their intrinsic loveliness. If you want to see a humble jar of honey on the breakfast table turn into a pot of translucent gold, go and have a look.
Saturday Review - Visual Art
The Times Saturday September 26th by Rachel Campbell-Johnston
Emily Patrick, Gallery 8, London
Here's proof that good old-fashioned painting can still feel fresh. Emily Patrick turns the mundane into the magical. She takes everyday subjects that heap of stuff dumped on a chair, that single narcissus that for a moment made you think of spring, that bunch of red tulips that shed their petals on the shelf and reveals their intrinsic loveliness. If you want to see a humble jar of honey on the breakfast table turn into a pot of translucent gold, go and have a look.