UNICORNS

‘My Beloved is like the son of the unicorns: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself…’

— Song of Solomon (medieval translation)

‘In my recent paintings on jute and linen, there is a rawness of the texture and the colour that is tied to the rawness of the stories that I’m trying to tell.….’

— Emma Ferrer