The Unfathomable Artist is about to go off at a tangent.  Please hold onto your chair for my inexplicable thoughts and feelings.

Arty contemplations are with me every day. Analysing. Calculating. Thinking to the height and the depth to know and understand EVERYTHING of use or note.

By my own choice of moniker, ‘Unfathomable’ things that if only this mind could tell but cannot. You think you know how lonely lonely really is, do you?

I tell you, you know of a loneliness, but the loneliness that I am speaking how can you know it? Oh please, how can I be speaking also to a swan and yet not?

Wholeheartedly I sympathise with your times of loneliness, having listened to the likeness of a hundred individual voices calling out to me.  Can you understand a little better?  Do please look at the heart.  See how I keep seeing it and wondering at it.

If you throw a stick as far as you believe it will go, does it fall short?  Even this I don’t understand.  And yet if I said that I understand it entirely do you then think I’m talking nonsense?  Am I indeed proving Unfathomable to you?

Believe me when I say that I’m not even trying to do so!  Sacre bleu.

Why at the beginning, and why at the midst of this very writing.  Where is my mountain?  I’ve waited at a distance even from my youth.

A powerful King himself needs help and a Courtier tells him where he should go.  For a surety, a stream of thoughts have originated merely from one.

Modernly, hey lets have some fun 🙂

Petit Pantheon Theatral – 1860, pencil on paper by Monet

Caricature is always strong in popular culture.  Humour is a great way to bring people together in an inoffensive way.  Living here in the UK I’m well aware of ‘Punch’ magazines historically satirical influence.

In Monet’s style above I clearly see the likeness with a French children’s cartoon and animation of international renown.

The Ball Shaped Tree Argenteuil – 1876

I hadn’t seen this composition before.  Immediately the sight made me laugh.  My brother and I each have elements of this painting composition within one of our paintings without knowledge of this particular Monet artwork.  Quite made my day and now amongst my own personal favourites from Monet’s painting works.

The Road To Vetheuil – Snow Effect

This composition has inspired at least one prodigy in my opinion.  Capable artists will undoubtedly draw inspiration from fellow artists, past and present.  For a fact this has already happened with my own work at the professional level.  Years ago I might add.

If a composition resonates with me it will be stored up.  It resurfaces in a subconscious way.  Originality. Creatively.

Sunsets offer a wealth of hues and a oneness with our planet.  I myself stored up in my mind sunset photographs I took whilst fishing many years ago.  Sitting idyllically with trees and frogs all around, supping beer and quaffing sweet coffee.

Digital technology is useful to help place art on your living room wall.  Regrettably I didn’t print my three ducks in a sunset photograph from the early 2000’s!

I really must at some very contemplative time draw those three ducks in the sunset I marvellously captured.

Bouquet of Sunflowers by… Claude Monet:

“Gauguin was telling me the other day—that he’d seen a painting by Claude Monet of sunflowers in a large Japanese vase, very fine. But—he likes mine better. I’m not of that opinion.” – a quote from November 1888 by Vincent Van Gogh.

Having developed compositions from my own personal creativity, artists should not be apologetic for the influence of great artists like Monet and Van Gogh even during their lifetime.  It is natural.  People can decide for themselves whether compositions show their own originality.

Fruit and fish in bowls and Flowers in Vase compositions strictly excepted.

Such compositions are pretty much the standard by which to judge a painters skill.

I do have a completed flowers composition.  For twelve months I grew to love my unusual composition although I haven’t published it openly, yet.  It will be a multiple version piece whilst I build upon its existing conceptual ideas.  Texture and somewhat starry daisies, by my own admission.  Rapturous laughter to myself, unquote.

‘Hey Vincent, I’m chasing after your ambitious nature good sir.’

For me art never dies.