Original artwork description:

This painting explores a landscape that was created after reading the poem Laurence Binyon 'For the Fallen', on of the most quoted and used poems seen on memorials or quoted in speeches. The paragraph I was particularly drawn towards is:

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

To this end this paragraph responded to the Bideford Black I used in this image and through its silica content the material appears to glisten like stars, capture upon the surface, as stars bright as dust.

Full Poem:

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England’s foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

Materials used:

Bideford Black, Seawater, Rainwater, Postcard, Greyboard, Varnish.

Tags:
#adam grose #bideford black #blackened trees #landscape #black and white #painting #mineral #tones #silicon valley #barren landscape 

For the Fallen (2017)

Mixed-media painting 
by Adam Grose MA RWAAN

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This painting explores a landscape that was created after reading the poem Laurence Binyon 'For the Fallen', on of the most quoted and used poems seen on memorials or quoted in speeches. The paragraph I was particularly drawn towards is:

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

To this end this paragraph responded to the Bideford Black I used in this image and through its silica content the material appears to glisten like stars, capture upon the surface, as stars bright as dust.

Full Poem:

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England’s foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

Materials used:

Bideford Black, Seawater, Rainwater, Postcard, Greyboard, Varnish.

Tags:
#adam grose #bideford black #blackened trees #landscape #black and white #painting #mineral #tones #silicon valley #barren landscape 
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My work currently explores fragility through layering and entropy. It responds to history, memory, the landscape and the human condition. These semi-abstract glimpses are drawn from observation when... Read more

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