Thursday, 12 July 2012

Billy Childish: Frozen Estuary and Other Paintings the Divine Ordinary


(This review is in the form of a poem )


Unravelling Knots

Large turquoise skies
The colour of old urns
Turned into monolith slabs
Watching over those
Triangles in the snow
Unravelling into
Loose ends

The story unfolds
Canvas stretched to the bare bones
Of old boats

Now you are here
Reclining on a chair
Not a peeling orange chair
As I misunderstood
But peeling an orange
All but back there
In a bare room
High above
A small town in France

The story unfolds
Canvas stretched to the bare bones
Of cold ropes

Here, in this echoing hall
Full up with the sharing of
Accidental anecdotes
This Chatham sound
Some memories we carry with us
Some we throw, dead weights
Like divers to the bottom of the ocean
Pulling through the paint
At the knots and undercurrents

This pared down room
Skinned orange
Hung with so few pictures
A book on a settle to tell the rest
Tying it all together

While the paint drips
Unravelling knots


Billy Childish: Frozen Estuary and Other Paintings the Divine Ordinary runs from the 1st June to the 30th September 2012 at the Historic Dockyard, Chatham. 

~ It has occurred to me, since writing this poem, that some of the references to chairs and rooms in France might seem a little tenuous. For me, there was a painting in the exhibition of a person reclining on a chair. The chair in the painting immediately reminded me of a 'Van Gogh' chair and, of course, my family connection to the Dutch artist, Anton Hirschig, who stayed in the attic room next door to Van Gogh in the Auberge Ravoux at the time of his death. His description of Van Gogh's harrowing death has always chilled me. You can see the room/chair  in question withe the links below ~

http://www.flickr.com/photos/matuka_nl/4124664543/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/roelr/1306791140/



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