Jada Thompson

Monochromatic glazes of quinacridone red & van dyke brown float over a graphite drawing. The white of the image is the white of the primed panel glowing through. Title comes from the poem The Charge of the Light Brigade by Tennyson, “Ours is not to reason why. Ours is but to do and die”. I really enjoyed the way that some of the truncated visual expressions of the equipment seem organic, even visceral (esp. the cord on the left) – the overall effect is dreamlike and stifling – as if we are present in the tank/room with the soldiers.