I have. Amazing the stuff it brings back. Things I never even knew about myself. Experiences and lives that I must have just plain forgotten about in some perverse spell of twenty-first century amnesia.
….Could there be possibly more that one ‘Jimmy Kelly’??
A painting from the past came knocking on my door after one such search. The one at the top of this post. I remember well painting it. I remember even better conceiving of it, thinking about it and then finally seeing it come alive on the canvas. Purely because it was an unusual subject for me at the time.
If I remember correctly I titled it ‘Her Prince Charming’. The frog with the crown precariously balanced on his head looks somewhat nervous. She looks dangerous.
I was playing with the idea at the time of taking well known fairy tales and turning them on their heads and seeing what I came up with. This is just one that I came up with. The others are scattered in the halls and sitting rooms of other various buyers. I would remember them if I saw them.
Which? The paintings or the buyers?
Both. The buyer in my mind becomes part of the painting. Becomes enmeshed in its story, takes over and carries it on, until they in turn hand over to someone else. Eventually the story may come full circle and back to me. It hasn’t yet but I’m open to that possibility. Paintings are kind of like your children, there’s always an open door waiting for them if they need to return.
They’d have to sleep on the couch though, because the best rooms are currently taken by these, my new fledglings, waiting to fly the nest. You can help them take flight by clicking the green button underneath.
Have a lovely weekend.