Sunday, 15 September 2013

Je vois le vie en rose

I don't usually offer an explanation to my paintings because it is difficult to put into words what can be conveyed through art. In my sketches and paintings I prefer to represent a time, place or event by the emotions it generated rather than as an accurate representation. So this is my painting to sum up September and how the month makes me feel. It's inspired by my favourite illustrator Pascal Campion who does wonderful night scenes and city streets and by one of my favourite scenes from a film 'Sabrina' (the 1995 version). It's the feeling of being alone in a city, it's cold nights drawing in, it's rain outside and being cosy inside or layering up clothes, it's the smell of wet leaves, it's a good book and a snug blanket, it's the purple evening sky and it's the harvest and the pending winter.

Instead of comparing our lot with that of those who are more fortunate than we are, we should compare it with the lot of the great majority of our fellow men. It then appears that we are among the privileged. Helen Keller

It was a Sunday afternoon, wet and cheerless; and a duller spectacle this earth of ours has not to show than a rainy Sunday in London. (Thomas De Quincey (1785-1859), British author. "The Pleasures of Opium," Confessions of an English Opium-Eater (1822). Recalling the day in 1804 when he first took opium.)

The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow