My Artwork

Looking Through My Exhibition at the Bedworth Civic Hall River Hunt Exhibition: A Falling Through River Hunt Exhibition: A Falling Through THE FERRYMAN, 2010 A BLENDING OF ALL THAT YOU ARE,  WITH ALL THAT I AM, 2010 THE CYCLIC NATURE OF LIFE, AS EXPRESSED BY A SUNFLOWER, 2010 A PORTRAIT IN BLUE (CAUGHT IN BETWEEN), 2010 STANDING AT THE EDGE OF THE WORLD, 2010 EVERYTHING I WAS, AM & HOPE TO BE, CONDENSED INTO 78 LINES, 2010 BEING LOVE, 2010 A FALLING THROUGH, 2010 THE VULNERABILITY OF NATURE IN THE HANDS OF MAN, 2010 STILLNESS IN DREAMS, 2010

A Stillness In Time

A Stillness In Time (2006) - River Hunt

A Stillness In Time
2006, Pastel on Board

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The Reductionist

Note: This essay accompanies my ‘Identity Art Series’.

We reduce, delete, generalise, filter and simplify the outside world to such a degree that our reality is nothing more than a guesswork lattice, mapping fragments of the vista of experience. Information is everywhere, literally. We move through the world unaware of most of the information, perceiving [...]

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As You Are

It’s thirteen thirty four in the afternoon, and you’ve left me all alone, in a building where the walls hide secrets that lie inside.

There’s a difference in the air, or in your hair, but I guess it doesn’t matter, when you’re floating on your cloud, looking down, at everything you’ve ever loved and lost.

It’s [...]

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Clocks That Stop

Hello, hello, hello-

Fifteen feet, is all it takes,
For my heart to miss a beat-

Everyday, you look my way,
A secret, that we must keep-

It’s cold inside, this absent block,
A key that fits your perfect lock.

And I wonder if our dreams collide-
If we live, a life trapped, inside-
This heart-shaped box, you made for me-
Out of [...]

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Where Time And Place Collide

Washed away eyes, and vacant minds pace a distant shore, waiting for fortunes to change. Time seems to have a way of taking our lives away from us, before we’ve had chance to live. But not today. Although my clock reads 15:18, I know that I’m already late. Countless opportunities have been and gone, far [...]

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Falling Through

They’d call it suicide, but I’d re-inacted my death over and over again in my dreams. Grainy images of places to dark to describe, faces of people I’ve never met using names of the people I know only to well. this is not a rehearsal. This is not the time to stop. The dream continues [...]

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Careful Not to Fall

Broken sunsets fall like January’s showers, an undecipherable saturation in colours diluted to grey. Heavy hearts and faded smiles collapsed liked untethered puppets, discarded and alone, another velvet evening that seemed to wash away. The streets looked narrower than they did before, crumbling concrete houses and cardboard cut-out faces, line winding paths that fade to [...]

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Understood

Four weeks had passed with no hint of reconciliation or compromise, rainbow smiles turned overcast, as the last laugh if the laughter echoed on. We stood their absolutely alone in a state of unmistakable contemplation as rain washed away happier memories, just as we needed them the most. I’ll never forget that look of utter [...]

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