American modernist Stuart Davies said in 1950 “I care nothing for abstract art as such, but only as it evidences a contemporary language of vision suited to modern life.” Collagist Robert Rauschenberg made his art with the junk he found on his afternoon strolls in downtown Manhattan. In England, painter Prunella Clough found beauty in debris and made debris beautiful. On his home road in Chelsea Morgan Doyle ingests the detritus of the day – stuff which remains will form the language of his prints – monoprinting being the perfect medium for receiving marks of memory (…)

Painter Susan Bleakley has been listening all her life. As a child she learnt to listen to the voices from the ether – the upper air. She knew she was a sensitive; a girl who heard the stones and trees speak.