Watercolour and Words.
It should of come as no big surprise really, when the other day I learned that Watercolour and poetry have been intrinsically linked over the centuries. Countless past masters have also penned epic works of poetry. The likes of Turner and Constable are just two examples.
Now I am in no way comparing myself to them or any other painterly scribe, but the realisation that I had inadvertently chose the same two hobbies (watercolour and poetry) sent a small shiver down my spine.
I suppose it makes perfect sense that the two should go hand in hand, after all where the artist uses brushes and colour to depict a scene, the scribe uses a quill and words to achieve the same outcome. Quite often when I am out walking the dog and the rest of the world around me is still sleeping. I find lines of poetry popping into my head, some of which are so powerful that they shatter the silence around me. Now all I need to do is to piece them together to form a prose that makes sense.
On a similar note, I am going to be collaborating with Patrick Ley-Greaves in the coming months in an attempt to put words to his marvellous paintings. So a kind of poem with illustration. Patrick is also going to do the same with something that I write and paint a picture of the words and the images they provoke.