I’m trying a different way of combining the figure and the landscape here — the landscape is in the figure, rather than the other way around. I’m not sure what anyone else will make of it, but I’m rather liking it. Instead of being a straightforward narrative, the viewer has more freedom to create their own meaning. For some reason, as I was painting it, a verse of the Rubaiyat came to mind (verse 32 Fitzgerald trans.):
There was a Door to which I found no Key:
There was a Veil through which I could not see:
Some little Talk awhile of Me and Thee
There seemed — and then no more of Thee and Me
Not sure if this even fits the painting, or what it means, but that’s what came to mind.
The second part of my time assignment was to bring a more personal aspect to the study of time. I found a picture of myself as a small child at the beach, with my little black kitten. So long ago. I have super-imposed this on a picture of Echo Beach in the morning. The figure is in sepia and white – like the original photo – I’m thinking of it as an echo from another time. I’m wondering if that little girl is still around somewhere, inside this old lady.
The second painting of the pair is a sunset scene with a figure (supposedly me) looking out over the sea towards the setting sun. The day is almost over. So sad. Never mind, I’ve studied philosophy, I’m OK with it.
As part of my current university studies in painting I have recently been investigating the effects of time at a particular place. I have been working on my favorite little beach on the Gold Coast. We’ve always called it Echo Beach — I don’t know if that’s its real name — a tiny little cove nestled into Burleigh Headland on the side of Tallebudgera Creek. For this exercise I have had to paint three sketches each of different times of day, then a more finished painting of each of the three times, then two paintings further exploring the concept of time at that place.