It's a cliche but your student days are some of the happiest of your life. The certainties of youth, the arrogance, that belief does make for a heady brew. In the studio at Falmouth School of Art it sometimes felt like the making of art was intoxicating and invincible. Some time later (perhaps when I was a post graduate in Birmingham?) I acquired a Barnett Newman catalogue on the frontispiece of which I wrote a short extract from him "Studio Is Sanctuary". At the least that feeling never leaves you...
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