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Blank Canvas
'What do you see in this painting, Wassily?', asked Pablo.
"I see circles, squares, and a hidden horse that rotates to music against a white dreamy backdrop. I see arcs in an array of colours. I see whimsical.'
'How about you Pablo? What do you see?', asked Wassily.
'Well I see something disturbing. I see darkness. Grey and muddy clouds in a tousled, thundery landscape. I see turmoil in the brushstrokes, people isolated and trapped in voids. I see darkness. Only darkness.'
After they had both analysed the painting, they then read the description box mounted beside it. The 'analyse then read' practice was something they had undertaken...
"I see circles, squares, and a hidden horse that rotates to music against a white dreamy backdrop. I see arcs in an array of colours. I see whimsical.'
'How about you Pablo? What do you see?', asked Wassily.
'Well I see something disturbing. I see darkness. Grey and muddy clouds in a tousled, thundery landscape. I see turmoil in the brushstrokes, people isolated and trapped in voids. I see darkness. Only darkness.'
After they had both analysed the painting, they then read the description box mounted beside it. The 'analyse then read' practice was something they had undertaken...
