The intimate world of art. Tom de Freston's latest exhibition, 'Poíēsis', is a poignant exploration of grief, hope and the human experience. In this show, the painter has delved into his own darkness, capturing the inner turmoil that came with losing seven pregnancies before the birth of his daughter, Coral.
De Freston's journey began as an act of empathy, a way to process his own grief without burdening his wife, novelist Kiran Millwood Hargrave. The paintings that emerged from this period were not intended for public consumption but were instead a means of catharsis in the safety of their domestic space.
These large-scale works are not posed photographs, but rather candid captures of the couple's life together during Millwood Hargrave's pregnancies. They exude a sense of love and reverence, with De Freston describing them as "ritualistic" – like spells or prayers. The paintings are not sensationalised; instead, they are tender and considered, imbued with a deep affection for the subject.
At the heart of these works is the male gaze, an idea that has long been contentious in art circles. De Freston acknowledges its presence but also challenges it, working from a place of vulnerability and mutual respect. Millwood Hargrave, meanwhile, sees herself as not just a muse but a collaborator, her voice integral to the creative process.
As we navigate these complex emotions, we are reminded that art is often an act of mourning – an attempt to capture something that is lost. De Freston's paintings do feel like elegies, their beauty tempered by the weight of grief. And yet, in the face of loss, there is also a profound sense of hope and connection.
The birth of Coral has undoubtedly changed De Freston's perspective, imbuing his work with a new sense of wonder. His paintings now feel more hopeful, infused with magical thinking – as if he's tapping into a deeper reality. They are no longer heavy with the weight of individual existence but instead radiate an otherworldly light.
For now, 'Poíēsis' will be on show at Varvara Roza Galleries in London from November 30th to December 20th, inviting us to step into this intimate world and experience its beauty and complexity for ourselves.
De Freston's journey began as an act of empathy, a way to process his own grief without burdening his wife, novelist Kiran Millwood Hargrave. The paintings that emerged from this period were not intended for public consumption but were instead a means of catharsis in the safety of their domestic space.
These large-scale works are not posed photographs, but rather candid captures of the couple's life together during Millwood Hargrave's pregnancies. They exude a sense of love and reverence, with De Freston describing them as "ritualistic" – like spells or prayers. The paintings are not sensationalised; instead, they are tender and considered, imbued with a deep affection for the subject.
At the heart of these works is the male gaze, an idea that has long been contentious in art circles. De Freston acknowledges its presence but also challenges it, working from a place of vulnerability and mutual respect. Millwood Hargrave, meanwhile, sees herself as not just a muse but a collaborator, her voice integral to the creative process.
As we navigate these complex emotions, we are reminded that art is often an act of mourning – an attempt to capture something that is lost. De Freston's paintings do feel like elegies, their beauty tempered by the weight of grief. And yet, in the face of loss, there is also a profound sense of hope and connection.
The birth of Coral has undoubtedly changed De Freston's perspective, imbuing his work with a new sense of wonder. His paintings now feel more hopeful, infused with magical thinking – as if he's tapping into a deeper reality. They are no longer heavy with the weight of individual existence but instead radiate an otherworldly light.
For now, 'Poíēsis' will be on show at Varvara Roza Galleries in London from November 30th to December 20th, inviting us to step into this intimate world and experience its beauty and complexity for ourselves.