The Death Of The Infant Painting

There was a large hedge in the garden of family friends when I was a child, and this hedge separated the safety of the garden from the unknown, uncontrollable world outside. This painting started life as the depiction of a huge, dark vagina obscured by a mass of black pubic hair (not a million miles from Courbet`s `The Origin of The World` in sensibility), but as I worked and reflected on it, this childhood memory came to me. The poor young dead creature that lies pathetically at the base of the tree/bush has not died in vain but now acts to fertilise, by its rotting remains, the growth of the plant. However, the blackness of the creature is carried on into the blackness of the leaves in a process of regeneration and `inheritance` - in this way the blackness cannot be escaped. The scene however is suffused (at least at the base of the plant) with warm pink light, suggesting life and `goodness`/nourishment, and an exotic bird perches upon the remains of the `infant`, again depicting goodness and life. This is about the regeneration of life and its balance of death and life, darkness and light. It is a dynamic and hopeful image, of the inevitability of this dynamism. (oil and acrylic on canvas

Painting:Acrylic on Canvas

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:41.3 W x 72.4 H x 2.2 D in

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