My on-line diary began in the 1990's from my studio in the North of England. After a lapse of ten years, I resumed posting from my present studio on the Caribbean island of Dominica.

From the far beginning, the intention has been to give an insight into my working methods, and to share the triumphs, trials and tribulations of work-in-progress.

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Thursday, March 17, 2011

It ain’t easy…

“Let me tell you: if it was any easier everyone would be doing it, if it was any more difficult, nobody would.”

These were the words of advice giving to me by Dan Bowen, sailor, raconteur and friend, when I first set sail from England to the Caribbean.  That was in the days when wooden boats and their intrepid owners crossed oceans on a shoestring.

If you now fast-forward half a century, you will find that although my lifestyle has changed, the shoestring and the challenges remain.  Life certainly doesn’t get any easier.  This reality was brought home to me today when everything that could break down did.  Hence, boats are filling in for paintings!

The boat in the picture is the 16 ton gaff cutter “Born Free” that I built from the keel upwards.  She was one of a veritable fleet of boats that I have owned and sailed over the years.  Pinned to the bulkhead of each one of them was this quote by Arthur Ransome:

Houses, are but badly built boats so firmly aground that you cannot think of moving them. They are definitely inferior things, belonging to the vegetable not the animal world, rooted and stationary, incapable of gay transition. I admit, doubtfully, as exceptions, snail-shells and caravans. The desire to build a house is the tired wish of a man content thenceforward with a single anchorage. The desire to build a boat is the desire of youth, unwilling yet to accept the idea of a final resting-place.

1 comment:

  1. Oh I remember Born Free so well. But what of Delight? Any pictures of that?