Artists and...
The vacation is over, a week after the G7 we too were in Carbis Bay, though not in the £6,200-00 a week hotel on the beach, where we watched the guests having a barbecue, cooked and served by their very own private chef - oh how the other half live.
Instead we tucked into the stickiest flapjack in the world, while watching the surf school kids learn their stuff, some of whom were attentive, some who were there clearly to have fun; reminders of how we were back in the day.
Tate St Ives was quiet, ok we did go on a Sunday, but without the café open what is there to attract the punters. I did buy a notebook, and a postcard of Horizontal Stripe Painting by Patrick Heron painted between November 1957 - January 1958, was it a slow winter?
For a number of years, I have been encouraging my son Joseph, who lives in Devon to catch up with the St Just artist Kurt Jackson. We went the backroads through what Marija felt was real Cornwall to the Jackson Foundation gallery where paintings of fields and fauna fetch a tidy sum. This one was POA but similar sizes were upwards of 30k!
There was some poetry constructed during the week but it will need time to ferment, meanwhile here is what the search for 'painting' revealed...
A picture paints a thousand words…a photograph sometimes too
Not a bead of sweat on the brow
Yet I expect
In fact I almost know for certain how
The photographer would have used
Very bright lights indeed
To capture the silver in your
Soft worn away whiskers
To capture the orange and the blue on
Your collar, your cardigan, your ear
You, you take up almost half the picture
The background, your picture, your partner
He covers the remainder, so clear
Memories remain my dear, did you say that
As we forget all our tomorrows
What then was the thought
When the mist burnt off
Before the sunset
The fear
To catch that feel
Before the last & final tear
I did not know you, I don't know
You now, but I see, I saw somehow
Your picture - very bright light indeed
I see, believe me now
