Lowering the tone
I was going to write a blog this week about all things literary and esoteric and then I thought, “No, let’s go the other way,” and I decided to lower the tone, as my mother used to say.
My blog was going to begin with uplifting thoughts of art and painting and Good Books, and I was thinking of illustrating it with photographs taken by my DH (as I have before). He is an excellent photographer and thinks about composition and colour and stuff while I just point my phone and hope for the best.
I thought I might continue with the theme of lakes and boats and considered which of his images to use. I found one he had taken of a boat in a channel. It was a good photo. However, in the intervening time DH had had a bit of a brainstorm and decided that he was going to make his photographs into Art, and by skilful use of his computer and textured paper he was able to convert things taken with his camera into something that looked as if it could have been done with a paintbrush. I was envious. Why can’t I play about on my laptop and change ordinary words into those that resemble Art? Why can’t I change my story, Abducted by Aliens, into something more like Ray Bradbury would have written, or even – deep breath – Kazuo Ishiguro? I wish I knew the answer.
Anyway, DH was on a roll and had decided that he was going to make his fortune selling these composite photographs that he had turned into paintings. He may have been planning what to do with the money … He decided to take them to one particular shop/gallery, but he was not quite sure how to label them.
I thought of Brexit and BoJo, combinations of words: Brexit from Britain and Exit, and BoJo from Boris and Johnson, and I had an epiphany. I explained to DH that he could do something similar. He wasn’t pleased when I told him that I had found a new name for his new form of art and photography: Phart.
I told you I was lowering the tone.
