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Monday, March 14, 2011

To see beauty where I never saw beauty before…

I can’t find the picture that I wanted to use to illustrate today’s diary.  It is of a bright yellow JCB clearing a demolition site in the North of England.   A painting of a ten-ton truck would have served just as well.  What I want to get across is that the JCB digger and the ten-ton truck are today’s equivalent of Constable’s haywain.   

Frederick van Eeden, Dutch poet and writer, said that his fellow compatriot, Vincent van Gogh, enabled him to see beauty where he never saw beauty before.  And that surely is the fundamental task of the artist. 

I can only assume that my missing painting of the yellow JCB fulfilled its purpose and sold.  In its absence, I have selected this painting, again from the industrial north, of a canal, bare popular trees, smoke blacked terrace houses and mill chimneys.  A winter scene that most would consider drab, if I had not seen and accentuated the viridian cast iron bridge and the yellow cabin of a canal boat.  

1 comment:

  1. I would like to be able to say that the painting in question was hanging on my wall - but sadly it isn't.