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ORIGINAL WATERCOLOUR
PAINTING ![]() Original £ 755.5x3.75 inches (14x9.5 cm) Framed £ 959.5x7.5 inches (24x29.5 cm) About "Artist" Frames ![]() ![]() All
prints come
"ready to hang" in handmade hand-embellished "Artist's Frame" |
Once
Foot and Mouth was finally over and the ascending pathway open to the
public once again, the delights of the remnants of Snatchfield's Farm
became a boon to a Rural Artist, offering up opportunities for
paintings of old farm machinery. En
route from bottom to top of the adjacent Ragleth and Hazler Hills,
opposite the studio, the abandoned, now sadly rusting, farm equipment
from latter days lay, and still does as far as we know, scattered
alongside the stony pathway to the top of the hill. It
was while painting Science Fiction Book cover Art in the 1980's that an
Art Director remarked that the Artist was especially good at
characterisation and old rusting machinery does indeed have character
all of its own and hard to ignore. There is so much inspirational imagery where we live it sometimes is a problem . . . . . . "Yesterday,
a Pheasant walked past the studio window, flown-in from goodness knows
where. Today, a steam powered lorry from yesteryear passed-by in front
of the studio, from where and where to, again, I have no idea.
The day before yesterday a beautiful horse was being ridden down
the road in front of the studio, and yet again, who knows who, what,
where, when, why, but it was a pleasant sight for sure. What can I do?
The visual stimulus piles-up, and the urge to paint it also. Last
week, all the wild flowers were in bloom in abundance on the
grass verge in front of the studio. "There are only so many hours in a day, days in a week, weeks in a year, years in a . . . . . . let's not go down that avenue of thought! "If
I'd lived a life where I'd done a boring job, I'd be able to spend my
final years snoozing in a hammock out in the garden in the summer and
toasting my toes in front of the fire watching tv in the winter . When
I was 18 years old I read a horoscope that predicted that I'd
never have to worry about getting by, day-to-day, but that I'd
"always be working" and that is the issue really; I developed a way not
to be bored when I was a kid and then, before you know where you are,
it becomes "a career" and then, later, it is, truly, a nice way to
while away almost any day, but whatever one's feelings about it, no
painting is without some sort of effort, and some are certainly a
challenge. "There's
SO much I want to paint, that sometimes, it's a bit of a pressure
really, because however creative one may be, it's still a matter of
being very disciplined and focused or it simply would never amount to
anything, really. "I
thought, when I became "self-published", it would be far easier than
crashing deadlines 'till three in the morning to meet daft deadlines in
far-off places. In fact, that was easy by comparison, because it was
linear, one picture at a time, whereas now, at any given moment, there
are three hundred images I'd like to paint right now and as many
publications I'd like to design yet I can only complete one at a time
and have to consider how they build into a "body of work" so that they
form some sort of project worth looking at. It often, the picture, the
book, the project, takes far longer than I feel comfortable with and
often has to be ripped-up, rescheduled, and re-planned. "It's not a complaint you understand, just a statement of fact. "To quote the American painter Andrew Wyeth - "It's not (a) quick (technique)". "Exactly so. "Sometimes, cutting the lawn can be therapeutic!" |
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