ianwarburton

Miri Felix. Garden oil on canvas Miri Felix Garden. oil on canvas. oil on canvas 100x100cms oil on canvas 100x100cms oil on canvas 110x90cms oil on canvas 100x100cms Four paintings which are made from the information afforded to me by just looking at my garden. But really I am looking at the paint. They do relate to light and shadow of course but it isn't long before the working of the paint becomes the focus. I have been talking with a friend about her own painting and we have been considering that, as she too paints from her garden, it is not the replicating of what she can see that the painting is about but rather the sense of the space and the organisation that space on the surface of   the canvas.  It is after all a painting, another thing entirely, which in this case can take its starting point from observation but rides that interface between figuration and abstraction. I would like to think that we both know, or at least have a sense of, where we are going: it is getting th

  It has stopped raining:I go back into my shed and my entry is watched, by one face fleetingly and by this other, unmoving, which looks back at me. Big moustache, big ears, not hostile, wary and counting: what is past, what is to come. There are two versions of this but the painted one is about colour and this one is about me. There is a black and white photograph of my scout troupe at a parade. Everyone is looking straight ahead, stiff, like the flags. Not me. I am looking at the camera. That look, all those years ago, is the same.