ANDY Townsend's recent inspirational tissue paper and pastels Exhibition at St Lawrence Chapel, Threshers, Crediton, invaded your consciousness letting loose passionate thoughts and sensitive moments.

A sun-ray mother emitted warmth and love to her latent offspring whilst blazing heat also regenerated around dancing acrobatic youngsters, watched over by a fatherly figure.

Two views of Twin Towers 9/11 contrast - in one, joy tinged with sadness echoed figures fleeing to their destiny as gravestone "danced" beneath falling coffins; whilst in the other, desolation was paramount, hands stretched out in mental anguish.

Life's journey - some paths taken, some not - was stunningly captured surrounded by womanly temptation and the stability of "family life".

Grainy woodblocks of dancing fishes and celebratory trees intermingled with beautiful Calligraphy.

William Blake's Garden of Love from Songs of Experience made the teardrops fall. Love extinguished; never to blossom again.

Blue and gold "butterflies" soared above an intricate nest - home to raven chicks - oblivious to the rapturously entwined lovers, glistening in their own private world.

Amatory poured unhibitedly from a life giving tree festooned with love lies bleeding and vibrant leaves, carpeted with tail-like daffodils.

Autumn leaves scattered, music notes vibrated, a man blew with vigour and a tree bent over with pleasure in a beautiful piece of artwork pulsating with power and rhythm.

Henry Green's comment - slightly altered - sprung to mind whilst viewing this spiritual Exhibition: - "Art should be a long intimacy between strangers...It should slowly appeal to feelings unexpressed, it should in the end draw tears out of the stone."

Jane Partridge