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Sooner or later I’m bound to talk about paintings, it’s inevitable. However, I tend to see the process of creating art in a slightly absurd and warped perspective. This has been demonstrated perfectly during the creation of Penguins of the Apocalypse, the painting you see attached to this post. It is an interestingly titled work isn’t it? I may like to point out that I didn’t begin by imagining a line of penguins wandering meaninglessly through a nuclear holocaust – that would make me just plain weird. The question beckons though: What was I thinking?

I mean, the poor creatures are used to the sub-zero temperatures aren’t they so how on earth could I explain their sudden arrival into a scene reminiscent of Judgment Day. I mean, when your life is lying in tatters, your skin is peeling from radiation burns and your rad count disappears off the end of the Geiger counter the very last thing you can expect to see is a bunch of bloody penguins wandering through the chaos. Where would they get fish from in a post-nuclear society?

When I stared the painting the scene was rather different though. The  purple shapes I painted looked like rows of cabbages in the foreground. At this point it was more like the Cabbages of the Apocalypse. This is, perhaps, an even more worrying realization than the penguins. After all, I would NEVER expect to see rows of beautifully tended purple cabbages growing amidst the scorched skies and earth. Still, I suppose it would have given the penguins something to eat in the absence of any fish. Ah yes, of course, I was giving the penguins some food – yes, it’s obvious isn’t it? On this occasion I think that the phrase that says “life imitates art” is as far from the truth as it’s possible to be.

And what’s with all this tree nonesense? Why on earth did I paint a bloody tree in the right hand corner for goodness sake? Could I reasonably deduce that after the destruction of our society that there would still be trees standing? I wonder if I was actually feeling sorry for the penguins and decided to give them somewhere to catch the shade whilst they ate their cabbages.

I’m always telling people to let the painting in and let it wash over them. “Don’t think, just look” I keep saying. Well, if you let the Cabbage Eating Penguins of the Apocalypse wash over you for too long you may end up a bit of a fruit cake like me. If you do then go buy some paint brushes and start painting. You never know, we may yet see your masterpiece winning the Turner Prize – which would no doubt be more inspiring than the bollocks that normally does.