'Sometimes we drug ourselves with dreams of new ideas. The head will save us. The brain alone will set us free. But there are no new ideas waiting in the wings to save us as women, as human. There are only old and forgotten ones, new combinations, extrapolations and recognitions from within ourselves - along with the renewed courage to try them out.'
Audre Lorde (Poetry is not a Luxury)
Lucian Freud, Girl with a white dog (1950-1)