Flora Parrott
‘How I long for clarity and yet how I loathe these precise men, who are never satisfied until they have labelled, ranged and set aside each separate emotion, ignoring their gradations. How to make them see the world of shifting forms in which I live? Now that I begin to isolate my destiny I find it is like those plants which we can never dig up with their roots intact… She’s like a rose that has run its dark leaves over the wall to look at the sun.’ (Pauline Sutcliffe, The Beatles Shadow: Stuart Sutcliffe’s Lonely Hearts Club, London, 2001, p. 102.)
Ignoring Their Gradations is a response to a letter that Stuart wrote just after meeting Astrid. I was struck by the explosive passion – the clear division that he felt, the inability to find calm or balance and the clarity and frustration with which he viewed himself.
His words make me think of forms repeating themselves, unable to resolve. I imagine beautiful, short-lived, irreversible explosions, extreme, intense combinations of character that have a huge impact on one another but are not sustainable. Ignoring Their Gradations is an attempt to explain these ideas by combining materials that react beautifully to one another, with mesmorising results that eventually fade – shapes that twist and turn away from one another, but are so similar that they almost loop back and combine into one.





