This engraving is based upon the ruined church at Cottam. It was abandoned 3 times, but in times of trouble the people came back.
A thought provoking Nick Coley asking the question
“what is art really, what does it mean, is it the universal language”.
“A dark and tattered dawn, take heart one is never alone…“
“I went out seeking a vision, one I could cultivate with painterly tools and rags of chance, a vision I could relate to and believe in.
Time, it was early evening. I hopped in my car and drove out to Dalby Forest. It was darker still by the time I arrived. I stepped out straight into woodland, the car door closing softly with a thud.
The new moon was rising. It began to cast its silvery net. Soon, it was no longer dark but the eerie sleek tone of a place more supernatural as if the sky above the treetops was self-illuminating to the ghostly glow of thousands of Chinese Lanterns whose warm yellow flames were now drained of colour, save this pearlescent blue…and a mood fell upon my spirit commanded by the rising moon….”
Painting and mixed media using Museum Glass, painted both back and front using Liquitex Acrylic and low viscosity spray paint, framed in white painted wood.
This was the very first composition using Museum Glass. Along with several more, this goes on display at the Coleman’s Cider Co. in Driffield very soon.
I wanted to show the vulnerability of an individual, reliant upon trusting another individual through the sense of touch alone, and also the overriding emotion and capacity that we all possess to empathise and help a person not so lucky.
I think of this as a prophecy painting, a warning.
I had scarcely any paint left at the time, I had an older artwork which I was never satisfied with, so I cannibalized it, tearing and cutting to create the horse and rider, and it was not until I had let the painting dry behind the glass I realised the horse’ head also looked strikingly like an old bearded king of the kind one might associate with medieval warlords-in this instance the Knights Templar, and the small figure half the old king’s height, is beseeching him to turn back…
Where I live there are two dramatic descents off the Yorkshire Wolds, Staxton, and this one, Garrowby.
You can see York Minster from here on a clear day!
When I made this I was initially playing, as with The Owl and the Hunter Moon, with highlighted glimpses of shapes that might spark off memory in the viewer.
What I think I ended with was an open portal to both imagination and to memory, and I deliberately softened the colours so it seems far more abstract than most I make.
There are places that hold a resonance… so much history that it spills out and over you, if you are receptive, if you can dream, if you can connect.
Here is one of mine, almost in concord with the navigator’s global compass-the Meridian Line, instigated by Charles II during the restoration of England, when he returned to reclaim the throne…
This took me many weeks to finish, too many to recall.
Historically, Danes Dyke, due north from Bridlington in East Yorkshire, was an ideal staging point for the Viking invasion, (the word Viking simply means men of the north) and make no mistake, these fearless warriors were after our fertile land.
Here is my second take on the Roman God of the sea. It is striking how practical are the Roman deities.
This guy is the fisherman extraordinaire! But the oceans are a wild and dangerous place as well.
Painted entirely behind Museum Grade Glass, using acrylic Liquitex heavy body and acrylic sprays. Bare scrubbed wood frame.
This piece was pure invention, nothing on my mind, no starting reference, it just evolved into this! Lesson? Let your imagination run wild!! You never know…
The first rear painting behind Perspex where I took a chance, and carved out as well!
The subject is a sunset, or possibly a sunrise, anything in nature which reminds us how we are all passing so quickly through a world much greater and wonderful than any of us, and how lucky we are to simply exist in such a fabulous, breath-taking world!
Painted behind Museum Glass. I came across this pair as I took a shortcut through a farmyard.
The hen was oblivious to the mating ritual! She’d obviously seen it all before.
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