Eight Stranded Whales

Not long after surprising myself with the painting drawn from Oonah Joslin’s poem, I was struck by a whole bunch of images coming from a poem by Marianne Moore that I heard on Radio Four’s Poetry Please (I’m laughing at myself here because goodness knows how I stumbled over that – I’m a proper BBC6Music kinda girl! It is Roger McGough though). It’s called The Steeple-Jack and I was reeled in and landed by the first verse:

Dürer would have seen a reason for living
in a town like this, with eight stranded whales
to look at; with the sweet sea air coming into your house
on a fine day, from water etched
with waves as formal as the scales
on a fish.

painting of stranded whales, stylised.

This started out as inks on paper, then watercolour pencil, then acrylics, then a bit of collaged info about the poem at the bottom. The whales are a bit weird and someone thought the peacock was a bin. It’s hard to reflect on it now except to say that, as inexpertly put together as it is, I enjoyed the process and I still find the result satisfying. It’s quite texturally feely too, which I like.

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