Showing posts with label The Convalescent. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Convalescent. Show all posts

Monday, 10 August 2026

#361: The Convalescent, or My confidence is scattered and held by others

Oil on canvas.  A person sits on a sofa.  Their head, hands and feet are completely wrapped in bandages and they are looking down to their left.  They are otherwise wearing all white.

Around them stand several people who are caring for them in various ways.  They bring medicines or food, or sit beside them, a hand on their back and a caring look on their face.  From their pockets or in their hair, as well in floral arrangements and hidden in the wallpaper, can be seen coxcombs, ferns and hepatica.  Also on their clothes, in the wallpaper and in artworks on the walls are tigers and peacocks.  The colours red, yellow and black feature prominently through the scene everywhere but in the central figure.  

Inscribed in the frame - carved with tigers, peacocks, ferns, coxcoms and hepaticas - is the following:

friends and relations

hold all of my confidence

convinced of something

that they hold from me always

believing i hold it too 

Monday, 22 December 2025

#328: Nothing fits like it used to fit

A family photo in a frame with the title written above and below, “but so much fits so much better and so much fits that I thought never would.”

Monday, 3 October 2022

#141: Bedroom Walls

Your Teenage Bedroom Wall.

Recall it, recreate it in your mind.

How far from it have you strayed?

Your current wall.

How well does it represent you?