Symbols of the Rebellious and the Pious.
Before reading on may I bring something to your attention please.
All this stuff I write and the paintings I do are of no real importance. As far as I am concerned there are only two really important and vital jobs. Medics (human and animal carers)
So to all those who are feeling unwell, unhappy, lonely, sad or depressed, I wish you well and I hope things change for the better as soon as possible.
It is Monday the 13th May 2018
and it is the most beautiful day imaginable. The Blue Bells are starting to bloom as are the wild Garlic and wild Violets. My 1000 acre garden is calling but I have to paint. This is the discipline I often talk about. The rebel in me says “Stuff it,
go out and enjoy the day. These sort of days are very rare up here in this neck of the woods. You painted last weekend so you have a couple of days in credit. Enjoy.”
My conscience says “NO! PAINT”.
The constant battle continues.
I am writing this nonsense in order to satisfy my guilt and to reach some sort of compromise. The beauty of the reality is that come 5 o’clock this afternoon I will still have 5 hours of warm daylight left to potter in the garden. I have to put the onions
in and remove weeds from the peace garden. So, I shall work in the studio for a few hours first. Problem solved.
I am doing a painting of a pair of Mallard ducks and I wont be “blogging” it as it is for exhibition later in the summer so
I will continue on that. But, I do want to make a start on “The Lady from St Helena.”
I have decided on a smaller canvas for purely practical reasons. Space in my office is at a premium at the moment so I have chosen a 60cm x 80cm sized
I have absolutely no idea where or how to start so let me examine what I know.
Two brothers on a voyage in 1820 from England to South Africa to start a new life. One brother is pious and the other is rebellious. They travel by boat (Duh).
They have a major falling out over a woman from St Helena. An argument so severe that one brother decides to change his surname from Timms to Timm.
I have done research on St Helena this past weekend and I discovered that, apart from the documented
history of the place, that it is where Lot and his misses live. Interesting.
Now, it is obvious to all who know me, that I have inherited the rebellious gene. I am a rebel and proud of it. My late wife was a rebel as is my current wife. My two children
are, however, mostly conformists as are their spouses. At least one of my 3 grandchildren will, statistically, be a rebel. I wonder which one. I’m betting on Remus although it is far too early to know.
So that is how I will start this painting.
I will paint the well recognised symbols for rebelliousness and for piety.
I do want to establish a few rules however. Stick to an accepted compositional format. NEVER pass judgement. By this I mean that there was not one good brother and one bad brother,
just different people.
Let the fun begin. I will do my very best and if I offend anybody, tough. I don’t mean to so don’t be so bloody sensitive. It is not serious.