‘On the day before his mother, his sister and he were transported (from Poland 1940), ten-year-old Andrzej, possessed by foreboding, sought ease by sifting through the illustrations in his children’s books. No doubt memories of them continued to console the child during the transports, during his 3 years in Russia, and in his further exile; a lesson in the power of art that he never forgot.

Thus it is that a Kuhn painting brings to the viewer an inward smile of pleasure. They are meant to be images that warm when one is depressed; that uplift with their humour, their wit and humanity.’

Glyn Hughes, novelist and painter.
(Winner of the Guardian Fiction Prize and shortlisted for the Whitbread Novel of the Year)