Although fascinated by creatures of myth and fantasy I hadn’t intended to use such subjects at this point as I have an awful lot of ideas for artwork that are more rooted in history and legend, and delving into a world that I consider to be fictional (I know, it’s a fine line… and who says faeries don’t exist?) wasn’t in my plan.
However, one must be adaptable and I had an idea (oh dear…)
Do not fear, it’s a good one! I think…
Being a regular visitor to Haworth (the inspiration for my Wuthering Heights | Let Me In piece being the result, plus an as yet unfinished portrait of Emily Bronte… must get back to that) I always drop in on Steve Jarrett to see what he’s been up to and see if any of his hand made jewellery takes my fancy (I already own a fabulous bracelet he made) and on one such visit in August he mentioned driftwood. Ah ha! I thought… I wanted a driftwood frame for my Whitby | Sea piece so that the Silver Street Gallery can take it off the floor and hang it on the wall. I enquired as to whether Steve could create such a thing and the answer being yes, I duly gave him the commission and the frame was picked up a few weeks later.
Something I hadn’t accounted for was that Steve, being a bit of a craftsman, had created something a bit more than just a standard frame (albeit one made of driftwood) and I was now the proud owner of a multi-layered frame decorated with pieces of sea washed branches and coloured stones.
This, I felt, called for something a bit different. As a result, I consulted Mr. Google and came across a very old story concerning the north east coastal village of Staithes, itself host to an annual and quite amazing arts festival and a beautiful place to visit (and also once the home of a youthful Captain Cook who, before moving to Whitby, worked as an apprentice in the local grocers).
The story, oddly similar to the Merman of Orford tale, involves the plight of two mermaids who became so exhausted after battling against a storm that they ended up on the beach at Staithes where they intended to rest and recuperate before heading back into the sea. Unfortunately, a number of sailors who were also waiting out the storm found them, imprisoned them in nets and hung them up for the villagers to stare at. Even more unfortunate was that a number of residents decided that just staring wasn’t enough and took to hurling stones at them.
Obviously this was not very friendly, but during the months that our hapless sea creatures were detained the locals began to get used to their presence and some would even speak to them. As a result, they were able to talk a fisherman into letting them out of the nets for a temporary reprieve and, the freedom of the ocean beckoning, they seized their opportunity and legged it (obviously not literally as they didn’t have legs). Having made it safely back to the sea they were never seen again, unlike the previously mentioned merman story where, having gained his freedom, he apparently returned to captivity as though it was some sort of game. He escaped again, hung around for a bit, then finally disappeared, never to be…you know the rest.
The pencil drawing isn’t finished yet but here’s how the mermaids are looking so far… when it’s finished I’ll photograph the artwork complete with frame.
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