Artist’s Journal: NUMBER 34
“I’m sorry, old mother, but I’ve not a sou to spare,” he said to the Gypsy.
“I’ll take the hat,” said the Gypsy. “And you can go back to your room, out of the storm, and make a picture of a vase of flowers.”
“And what will I get for my hat? Will you tell my future?”
“I’m not that kind of Gypsy,” said the Gypsy.
“Will you pose for a picture if I give you my hat?”
“I’m not that kind of Gypsy either.”
Sacré Bleu: A Comedy d’Art by Christopher Moore
The future. It’s in the next second or tomorrow if you’re lucky enough. Imagine how two things may be connected through a third. A straw hat, a gypsy and the future. Vincent van Gogh wanted to know, just hours before his death, “…what will I get for my hat? Will you tell my future?”
There’s a bit of obvious irony there.
I saw the image on the left pinned to a wall and I couldn’t resist. I took a photo of it. There was something about it. Would it tell my future? I’ve been looking for something to help me to continue to evolve. I thought this might be it.
Why? I don’t know yet.
I began using it as jumping off point; a template. The image to the right is the first drawing I did to try to figure out what it is about a brown piece of paper with some scrawled words on it that’s so intriguing to me.
This odd bit of paper and its hidden message and the possible outcome of a new and better body of work.
I don’t have a straw hat and there’s no gypsy around so I’ll just have to figure out the future for myself – for now.Posted on: 10/01/2013, by : Ron Fortier