Stephen Kershaw
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My own childhood also was lived throughout the 1960s and early 70s, in a red-brick house situated on St Leonard's Drive, Chapel St Leonards. Lincolnshire was, and remains, a strangely fearful place. Secrets are assiduously preserved, mainly (or so I believe) in order to avoid conflict at all costs. And through it all, through the fear, the repression of emotion, the social blindness and personal dislocation that accompanies such repression, abides the search for the existence of love. Laura Cumming is an exemplary and graceful writer, eloquent in her description of life as a phenomenon which is rarely certain, seldom known. In all my years, never would I have dreamt that so significant a work as this would ever have been written with the (then) tiny and remote settlement of Chapel St Leonards at its heart. Neither would I have believed there could ever be a connection between that particular village, and Breughel's 'Landscape with the Fall of Icarus'. Fascinating biography.
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