I've just read a novel called March Violets by Philip Kerr. He wrote
about 40 novels before dying young of bladder cancer. Many are stand-alone
novels but his "Bernhard Günther" series
are my favourites. Bernhard is a Berlin detective and March Violets is the first of a trilogy. Bernhard is hired by a
wealthy industrialist to recover a diamond necklace stolen in robbery from his
daughter's house.
As I read it in March and violet is a favourite
colour my mind started spinning one night in bed. I thought I'd do a terrible
knife painting of some violets the next day (Sunday.) Previously I’d bought a
dull painting from a charity shop simply to paint over it and I thought I'd
have a go at some doing violets in a vase. Here is the result.
How do you paint violets with a knife? No, I don’t
know either but the least you can do is try. If it doesn’t work out you can
kick a canvas through (quite satisfying). This one needed kicking through temporarily
but I resolved to finish thing and not feel disappointed with myself for giving
up. Violets in a vase are tricky to paint. On the internet I gawped at some
photographs of them but they’re too dense and detailed to capture easily. Perhaps
I should have tried painting big beaming sunflowers which a knife can capture
more easily. I scraped in a vase on a table and just daubed in a few purples
and some green leaves, slowly building it up (the canvas is now much heavier.)
Violet is not a shade easily mixed and a distinct departure from purple derived
from mixing red with blue. After some experimentation while listening to Rumpole Of The Bailey radio drama I got
something near to violet (not sure I could do it again.) Violets are my second
favourite flowers (after foxgloves) but I can't even grow facial hair so
there's no point me trying to grow anything. Oh well.
Pipi the cat fell
asleep while I finished things off and I don’t blame her. I was getting fed up myself.
I must be getting old - don't people in old folks homes paint things in vases? Oh
dear, I must try painting a frenzied lesbian licking orgy or spurting volcano
next. Anyway I dotted in a few yellows - probably the only time I used a brush
- and it was suddenly finished. Nazis used to mock new party converts by
calling them “March violets” as they only joined the party after Hitler became
Chancellor of Germany in 1933. They weren’t true members of the National
Socialist Party as they’d waited to see which way the wind of politics blew
before committing themselves.
This painting could happily hide a damp patch on
your wall - perhaps some blood stains that eerily return after being wiped
away. It’s yours for £12,882 and my neighbour will drive it to your home for
FREE. He’ll do anything for me: I called in his house to borrow an egg and
accidently found him dressed as a baby lying in a cot. I got a photo of him
wearing a huge nappy while sucking a giant dummy. I never knew blackmail could
be so rewarding. I'm even in his Will and get the house (his wife's in for a
shock.)
What do you think Pipi?
Thanks for the vote of confidence...