Some time ago, ‘Blueberry Field’ and ‘One space’ brought hubby and I to ‘Paradise Island’ to visit Margaret and ‘B’ … The home is a showcase of beauty and art – Margaret’s art. I was inspired! During this time, ‘Blueberry Field had been encouraging me to return to my painting. The last one in 1979. Blueberry was relentless in her pursuit to to get me to pick up a paint brush again. And, so I did, finally. Why I chose the subject that I was drawn to is up for grabs as I don’t know, even now, a year later.
One day while scanning the internet for data, I came across the works of artist Tom Barnes and his ‘Long neck Ladies’ and was captured by his ‘The Harlequins Again’ and knew as if a scented breeze had caressed my checks, that this work of Tom’s was for Debbie - (Sorry, dear Tom, it just had to be and my thanks to you equal the number of stars in our gem-embedded galaxy.
The above painting is Tom Barnes’ painting …
Debbie is a people-person who appreciates each one as special individuals who tends to nurture ladies simply because they, least of all, are valued their worth thusly, Tom’s Harlequins had to become, ‘Debbie’s Ladies’ – Granted, a bad imitation of Tom’s work but my first oil painting in 30 years … Never-the-less, my (and Tom’s) tribute to the admired ‘Blueberry field Lady’.
Look at us, silly judgmental people -
We’re neither Indian paint brushes
or tainted doves trembling on a stilted steeple -
We’re not easy to make cry, to whimper or blush
though we are wounded and seriously crushed -
We’ll not be ridiculed, this cannot be, because from here and lame -
From whatever you came from, you and us look the same -