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11feet x 7 feet
3.2mx 1.9m
i think

if you REALLY want to know what this is about, click this link and
HAPPY HOUR THE SONG BY PAUL WHICH IS GREAT
will play AUTOMATICALLY on your computer unless u have to open it in your downloads in which case SHAME ON YOU. it is an mp3 do you really think i could hold it together right now enough to code anything like a virus? i don’t know where my pants are. christ… oh no…
oh man my mum is coming over… IF YOU KNOW WHERE MY PANTS ARE PLEASSE EMAIL ME OR DRIVE ME HOME. my knees

are

fkin COLD NOW.

the LYRICS for this song are at the bottom of this page.
go there.
they

are good.
yes. this IS the same song i posted in “a sIEZURE OF LIFE.”!"

. i wrote the lyrics, music and did the dodgy recording in 12 hours, and this painting is as much mad boy in a paroxysm of passion carving heat fury and RAPTURE (in the end times sense that’s oh yes the sense the swell the sway the scent of the wind blowing paint on my face)

vast amount of mixed media on canvas.
i used a rake, broom hands elbows feet, a squirrel i found smoKing my damned cigarettes…
This is a major work. It is not only large .. but… more.. The surface is deeply textured – I used plaster, pastel, charcoal, oil paints, wood chips, flour, a small (well medium) bowl of muesli, pencil on esome of the figures, and a toy chuicken, life-sized, that has become bright orange and red instead of white. he isn’t in the painting.
he became a paintbrush, for a brief but, he tells me, deeeply satisfying period.
it had always been robert’s (the stuffed chicken) ambition to be used as a painting implement in a roush and careless manner. He also disturbingly tells meit aroused him and he wants to do it again. i dont have any more big canvases built… he keeps on giving me those beedy chicken eyes… ALSO.. sand, dirt, grass cigarette ash, little bleach… and parts of the phone that my finace thrwew against a wall. (it was NOT me she was mad with. it would not have hit the WALL then.)
… and bitumen within the acrylic, though the figures themselves are in oils. The brilliance of the colour comes from using expensive sign-writers’ paints with chemicals in them that taste good on my cigarettes and smearing them around with my hands adter mixing them up with all that stuff i mentioned earlier.
The artificial nature of the paints is over-ridden by the application of the paints and other paraphenalia…, in a sorta random mad paul-human-ish way,
layer upon layer upon layer (like a star wars fantasy.. anyone who gets this pun i will personally give a lightsaber.)
I suppose that would make the PROCESS organic and this may be time for me to finally end my life for using that word and suspecting myself of being a hippy…
the organic process denies the artificial materiel. and i got a sandwich i covered in toxins and didn’t care and ate it.

So. I have my cigarettes with the oil paint (it always seems to be something with cadmium in it that gets all over them, dunno why. I dont MIND heavy metal but not ALL heavy metals and it seems to be all the ones in paints…) I have my dark, violent music, and lots of books to read. I have my health…
I’m thinking of bringing out my own aftershave, maybe eau de turp’s, or cologne de cadmium, For men, when having a pencil in you’re hand isn’t enough…
This piece works, for me, anyway, like this.

No post-funeral sandwiches and small talk.
But but I do know, some things some, and the real answer to this mad roar of endless pain, is that there is NOT AN ANSWER.
I will have to have to have more shock treatment.

I must.
To survive. I don’t like dying. It hurts.

(living hurts though it hurts you right now it hurts)
I will have to trade my mind for my life for a while and, and,
WHAT KIND OF DEAL IS THAT??

EXCISE my personality remove expunge it – all my work will STOP
and sometimes it can hold my trailing pieces together close and it hangs me from sticky painty threads
I am on the cusp, a breath, a stroke away from something… some…
Thing.
Velocity and density and why don’t I quote myself again why vain lunatic cripple why..,

HOW DO I DEVOUR MY OWN HUNGER?

LYRICS AND SINGING AND GUITARISTING AND MISUSE OF SOFTWARE I HACKED ILLEGALLY AND COULDN’T get to WORK by

ME. SINGING BY

me.
THE LOONY GIRL WHO STAYED UP ALL while i made so SO MUCH NOISE found sex rewarding for the first time in her life with

ME and i was wearing stripey socks those that s didn’t match cuz of a mistake made \

by ME. and who thought thaat was funny and refused to take them off even though one was stripey and the other had an anthropomorphised banana character on it?

ME. and i kept them on in bed. for a while. i think. i am not sure i am a klittle bit mad today.

NOT

SORRY

come on come on come on listen to the SONG

HI EVERYBODY!!
I have been writing my novel, which is so exciting i made my cat throw up last chapter I finished. Um… I spun her around saying “YAY!” too much. so i haven’t been painting anywhere near as much as i like to. (I’ve also been realllllllly sick. oh well.) Apart from painting I have a side-line in cat straightening – an uncommon skill that i learned in a dzong in Bhutan.

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Comments

  • RoughDiamond
    RoughDiamondalmost 7 years ago

    I totally love this one of yours Paul. x

    I’d love to see the real thing. I remember seeing the real Déjeuner Des Canotiers and I cried at the sheer majesty of it all.

  • pauldrobertson
    pauldrobertsonalmost 7 years ago

    oh no! not THAT painting! thank you as always but… i dig renoir sure and his colour was great but… er… that one is such a mess of form um shutting up now.

  • jaycee
    jayceealmost 7 years ago

    I am in awe :o wow.

  • Belinda Piffero
    Belinda Pifferoalmost 7 years ago

    WOW

    I’d love to see this in person- and if I ever head west I will be making sure I find you just so I can sit surrounded by your art- I’ll even bring muffins :)

  • Susan Grissom
    Susan Grissomalmost 7 years ago

    this is SO beautiful words can’t describe it

  • Karen01
    Karen01almost 7 years ago

    mmm. feel lost and found in this… beautiful, Paul

  • Suzanne German
    Suzanne Germanalmost 7 years ago

    Paul – Utterly sensational – I JUST BOUGHT THIS in a mounted print!

    wonderful colours – love the fire and the drama – it’s gonna be in my house!
    I had to get this one!

    suzanne

  • oh suzanne thank you so much… i am moved…

    – pauldrobertson

  • Suzanne German
    Suzanne Germanalmost 7 years ago

    ..just read the description…love the thoughts you put into this….and, on a lighte note, that after shave may be a good idea yet! :))

  • Juilee  Pryor
    Juilee Pryoralmost 7 years ago

    OMG this is just sensational. The colours the group of the people the subtext its alll perfect and profound. I just love it and I agree…. this is a major work. What are the dimensions? I’d love to see this in real life or at least a shot with it in scale on a wall so I can get an idea of it hanging. Its wonderful so well done you.

  • flipteez
    flipteezalmost 7 years ago

    The emotion of wanting to run but to stay & watch too!
    This is magic

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