“Stolen Moment”

Acrylic on 300 gsm. paper, 50cm. x 70cm.

A moment in time, gone now; all that is left is it’s affective impression. Early morning sunlight streaming through a window to mark the beginning of another glorious day in an otherwise, drab Welsh council house.  The sun’s brilliant light refracting through panes and its kaleidoscopic brilliance reflecting off everything within. A dazzling start to a new day. As ever,all seemed well with the world. Oh! that is rather a clichèd  phrase. Modern communications technology instantly and constantly  remind me that all is never well with the world.  Nevertheless my world remains full of such “stolen moments”.

Is it too much to expect that in 2017, all may be well in the world.

 

 

 

 

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“Celtic Links”

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Continuing as a development from earlier works, even so, I consider this painting to be an ‘Intuitive Abstraction’.  Obviously my mind must have been pre-programmed by what I had painted earlier, yet it was not a planned image. Not until a certain stage in the painting process did I decide on a final image, at which point, the ‘left side’ of my brain collaborates with its opposite,  working towards the final picture.  Then I have to decide what it  all means to me.  What it may convey to the viewer may be something completely different. To me, it is an intuitive response to what has gone before, touching on the complex process of memory and its affinity with abstract painting.   I am pleased with the result.

Abstractions.

Memories, looking for birds nests as a young boy in a Celtic landscape, “Too long ago”, remind me of the little Yellowhammer.  Fascinated by markings on its eggs, we boys called it the “Scribbling Master”. Random scribbled markings on its shells appeared to be drawn with a frenzied fine nibbed pen.

Scribbling Master”

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The egg has become a recurring symbol in much of my abstract art work.It is a symbol of rebirth, of new life, a motif of regeneration following times of turbulence. I view the Yellowhammer’s primitive shell crazing  as patterns that precede new beginnings, a precursor to change.

“Germination 1” and “2”

Coils of new life emerge like ribbons into a world, as if breaking away from primitively crazed shell patterning. I relate this abstract approach as a portrayal of the human spirit and its resolve to overcome adversity.  A metaphor representing the struggle  and tenacity of people who often escape from broken and hostile environments to start afresh in a new place.

 

 

 

“Scrumping”


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Acrylic on 300 gsm. paper, 50cm. x  70cm.

Boyhood memories of “scrumping”, an exciting, albeit unlawful, seasonal pursuit where young village boys would secretly raid farmers orchards with the goal of pilfering apples. There was always the danger of being caught.

I begin painting with a process of applying multiple layers of colours and random shapes with no focus on the structure or any plan for the final image. This process continues until my emotional responses inform me of the possible subject.

The viewer may question, “Why the lack of figures in a painting with such a theme”?  However the old artist remembering, does not see himself or his friends, rather it is the emotional experience only, that is keenly remembered.

In hindsight it seems the memories may also reflect on the theme of property versus place, where land is always owned and adventurous boys always trespassers.