I found it difficult to read some of the images in Freya Campbell’s Meditation, but I liked the message. I know the feeling of finding a happy home after years of unhappiness, if for different reasons than for Freya.
Most of what I know about Bristol I know from my sister who went there for university, which is how I know that there is a bridge – I presume the bridge in Freya’s Meditation is the same one. As I said, I found it difficult to tell what some of the other images were supposed to be, but I liked their roughness in spite of that. I appreciate rough sketches because I am basically incapable of drawing them myself, being too much of a perfectionist and totally lacking creativity or imagination. I liked the use of a single colour for each image – it made the sudden appearance of the multicoloured pride flags quite jarring, but that was probably the point.
I should be going to Bristol for the first time next month. I look forward to meeting this place that Freya and my sister love so much.