The Get Together

The Get Together

So a collector took a liking to this painting today and added it to his favourites and It still baffles me when people actually like my work. I feel a bit like Nick Drake or something, that experience of loving what you do and then actually feeling almost discomfort when people acknowledge you? I read that book about Nick Drake so long ago (please tell me if I am wrong! I usually interpret things totally differently to every other human being in the world) I can’t explain myself about what I am really trying to say but I always think really? what I see in my head actually has a wee thing that springs a cord? that enlightens? that entertains? that fascinates? that makes you want to look some more? I always wonder if people see the world the way I do. Do you?

Hold on to me ……… It’s time

Hold on to me ......... It's time

This painting is like a dream. It is the place that I see between life and death. The moment when you are holding on to a cold hand and embracing all that you have had, seen, loved, looked upon…… looked up to…argued with…loved..not loved… shouted…laughed…cried with, touched, embraced, shrugged off,shouted at, ignored…and then all of a sudden like a huge thrust of pain in your heart all those feelings all of your life gone………. and what now. Diaries to look upon to hear the pain all over again, recordings of memories let us laugh and rejoice and feel loved and known when does that come??????? when does the happy memories come??? and the pain, the open mouthed, breathless visions of pain. When do they end. Holding you in both hands forever and always….. Can you hear me?? can you see me?? can you see the children? Do you know that you are loved always. Hold on to me….It is time. I will always have your hand in mine. Go now and be free. Go. I will see you face again and not just in my dreams. I will see your face again. I will touch your skin again. I will.