The idea of nominating any week as 'refugee week' is disturbing, I find - both for what it says about the world crisis, and for how it makes me question what we think about refugees on the other 51 weeks of the year. The critical thing is what will reflection make me do? How will I act differently - both to help refugees and to reduce the likelihood of their number increasing? My painting is of three familiar members of our human family: loss, fear and guilt. The last bus out is behind them. An uncertain future awaits. |