I’d like the first post from blog HQ here in Newtown to be one of massive joy and hope and promise, because really, there’s so much of all of those things. But tonight I am sad. Today James Gleeson passed away.
I didn’t know the man but I know what his work means to me. He further opened my eyes to the almost indecipherable blur between dream and reality, and helped me to realise that you should stay the course always, and stay true to yourself, and people would eventually come to understand you. Or at least to humour you.
An hour ago his Wikipedia entry wrote about what he does. Now it writes about what he did. That makes me feel sad too.
Today the world lost a great man and an artistic genius and it’s a great loss indeed.