Frank is a scarecrow from Gloucester. He was well looked after for years and was a happy scarecrow.
Each winter he was bought in from the cold; re-stuffed; new clothes and then put back out in the spring.
This went on for years then stopped. He was never bought in, the farm was being neglected all because the farmer had become old and ill. He was unable to look after the farm and had
no one to help him.
The farm became rundown and fields were unploughed and full of weeds.
‘There was no use for a scarecrow.’
Eventually Frank was taken from the field and shoved up against an old disused barn. He stayed here for years.
One day a van arrived at the farm. Frank and all of the farmers’ belongings were put in the van. The van drove for hours. Eventually when it did stop Frank and the farmer were
somewhere on the coast.
The farm had been sold and the farmer had retired to the seaside. He had become just too old to look after the farm.
The farmer had always been a busy man and he could not get used to just doing nothing day in and day out. He decided to become a deckchair seller and for a novelty would use Frank to
advertise his deck chairs.
Frank was happy again he now had a purpose.
And this is where Frank’s story begins…
Self-taught although would spend many hours watching my dad paint Galleon Ships. Would always search for ways to make texture layers, spending time at school to teach mates how to use
watercolours. Chose not to go to college or uni 'Wanted things to be my way'.
Dance me to the end of Love - Jack Vettriano
this painting shows how powerful a simple image can be. The dancing couple are totally oblivious of the surroundings: the cold, the weather and are immersed in their own world and their
Old school with a twist - I love the detail in Old masters and try to add as much detail as possible, but also try to bring out the story depicted in the title
Books - I read book, catalogues, comic and search charity shops looking for all type of art graphic books of old masters.
Jack Vettriano - Passion from his pictures. Originally my first artist I loved was Sarah Moon, each of her portraits of different ladies gave me a different character, mood, personality and
humour. Jack Vettriano has taken her place. the passion that exudes from his paintings; gives you an almost guilty feeling.
Alexander Miller sense of fun. His gadgies portray a timeless love for his hometown and surrounding places the shape the people he paints
Music - has always given me the inspiration either a name of a song or a line from it gives me the idea and then I elaborate the images. All music from opera to punk.