After a few days away from home I got back to hear the news that my favourite living artist, Cy Twombly, had passed away. I had actually planned to write a post entitled “Is Cy Twombly the greatest living Artist?” Now, I guess not. Certainly, he was for me. I loved the naive, spontaneous and expressive way he worked with all media. He had a fantastic sense of rhythm and colour. His work could be both playful and aggressive, simple and complex, at the same time. I am not someone who reads a lot about art, our artists. For me for art to work, there should be no need for any explanation. You should not need to know the history of the Artist or his work in order for you to feel a connection. All great art, in which ever field should work on its own merits and for me, at least, Cy Twombly’s worked on every level.