In the vault of the National Art Education Archives at the Yorkshire Sculpture park
manila loaded shelves archive boxes gathered like a shoe shop store many sizes fits all creative hands and feet Sir Herbert Read on his side is a fallen scaffold bar, an invitation to pick up a torch of learning to light the way from cool darkness. Precise typographies are posters for a lost age, collections of newsprint lovingly cut for art educators inquisitive minds filed, not seen, sorted, treasured, a thousand lessons piled deep, hidden from a corrosive sun lapping through glass onto ordered shelves and reading glasses. threads of order, lines of creative practice. Traces of learning lost.
settle into the crumbling sand.
There will be our impress here
until the flowing tide
all designs the fretful day leaves here.’
(From Mutations of the Phoenix, Collected poetry – Herbert Read)