It's a postcard given to me by my wonderful friend, Neet. She bought it when I showed her around the Manchester Art Gallery. It depicts one of my favourite exhbits the building displays. A painting of Shakespeare's Ophelia. I'm drawn to the arm of all things. You can't see it in the postcard, but you can see where the original arm was painted, scrubbed out (badly) and done again. There's a shadow which shows where it was. It's that imperfection that I love.
And the plastic skeleton hands? I've had these since I was a child. They glow in the dark. Some things just seem to stay in my life and this is one of them. And that's what noticeboards are for. To hang the miscellany of life. In fact, out of shot, to the left, is dangling a necklace, with a miniature birdcage hanging from it.
Until tomorrow
Px
6 comments:
Yes Paul, I love that picture too.... and you cant go wrong with luminous arms!!! xx
Ah... that's REALLY interesting and says a lot about you x
Aaw Paul, didn't expect it to be hung up in your room. Aaw, glad it meant so much.
Will you be at the November meeting? I am missing you too much.
Love
Neet xx
lovely to see the objects that mean something to you. we are missing you too!
Wonderful! I don't know this painting but I too love the unfinished and incomplete... How lovely to have things which have been with you so long. :)
Very cool postcard...
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