My Doc made a house call last week and asked me if I’d do a painting for her. As I’m on borrowed time it can’t be something likely to take me weeks so unfortunately she will have to make do with a ‘one-sitting wonder’.
I’m not the biggest fan of either painting or indeed, abstract art on the whole. I’ve painted quite a few and somehow by the grace of God the owners have all been very pleased with the results such as Josephine and John.
Luckily I had a canvas that felt a comfortable size and at 8 o’clock one evening I began. I’m not going to bore you with the ‘hidden deep insights’ within it. There is a meaning hidden in there but the chances of anyone guessing it are pretty slim.
It started out as all ideas, just that, an idea and I did have more trouble than I thought getting the vision in my head out onto the canvas along and with a few diversions along the way, it started to look vaguely like something I’d imagined so I went with the flow.
After a while, aided by a few ‘herbal cigarettes’ She started taking shape at some point around midnight.
Luckily I wasn’t getting at all frustrated as I hadn’t put myself under any pressure and her being my Quack, knows my health is described as ‘precarious’ so I probably wont do it anyway and I don’t blame her!
I ploughed on puffing away to a banging playlist and gradually I began to get her to take shape and as the sun rose I had made good progress in my opinion.
Strangely at this point I knew what the very last two brush strokes were going to be and again, in a strange way, all of a sudden it was time to do those last two brush strokes! The finished painting had snuck up on me and caught me unawares. It was done!
Later that day I put in a call the the Doc. The receceptionist ansered.
“I’ve go rather a strange message for Doctor Norman, can you tell her that her oil painting is ready to be viewed please?”
“….yes, of course….what’s your name please…?”
That evening the Doc turned up for a cuppa and when she walked in the kitchen and saw the painting she said “I know exactly where that’s going!”
“To the Tip?” I said.