Sunday, January 3, 2016

Poetry, Painting and the prose of Sue Verney

A Poem inspired by The Waterwheel, a painting by Eric Ravilious
written by Around Dulwich

In July, Michael Baron, a friend of the Dulwich Picture Gallery, arranged for his fellow members of the advanced poetry class at Morely College, with their tutor, Sarah Wardle, to visit the Eric Ravilious exhibition. For some people, particularly those based in North London, this was a their first visit to the gallery - but it is unlikely to be their last.

Ravilious had a close connecting to Morley College as he and his friend Edward Bawden painted murals for the College which sadly were destroyed when the building was bombed in WW2. The exhibition delighted the Morley group and several people wrote poems inspired by their favourite pictures, of which the Waterwheel poem reproduced here is one.

Ravilious's slightly surreal period style perhaps lends itself to this kind of speculation, lin
king as it does distinctive representation with an aura of gentle mysticism. We acknowledge the support of the Raviolis Estate, the Breakneck Museum and Art Gallery (Powys); and the Dulwich Picture Gallery for this marvellous, eye-opening exhibition.

The Waterwheel, 1938, watercolour on paper, 41.5 x 50 cm
Image, courtesy of the Breakneck Gallery and Art Museum

by Sue Verney

A partnership of geology and man
defines the landscape here, downland
hills of smooth serge green, lit by
cloud filled winter sunlight above
the wide valley, with its fast moving
stream circling in an oxbow
with a tributary and narrow dam
feeding the flow to the waterwheel,
a local artisan machine powering
the belt of a knife grinder's stone,
to sharpen tools for carpenter or farm.
A gaggle of geese paddling nearby
are not yet aware of their destiny.
Graphic lines, ancient or man made,
define shapes which appear sealed
in time and space, partly abstracted
implying a life beyond themselves.
Curves suggest melodic expansion,
lyric completion, a cradle of comfort,
or eternal circles like sun or moon,
whereas straight lines point like
swords, or meet with abrupt angles
like the thin skeletal winter trees,
or wooden frame of the waterwheel.
But what delight in texture here - 
Ravilious's wood carving skill
infusing surfaces, shaping
the slightly comic ladle-like
curves and propeller design
of the waterwheel paddles;
and his lithographers latticing
highlights stones, a pathway
furrows on the sage green island,
or ripples on the stream flowing
around it. Above the ground bass
and tenor layers, watercolours
resonate softly and clearly like
English folk songs, with reticent
intensity and optimistic calm,
quietly defying the fascist threat
of the period with an almost
transcendent trust in natural
beauty, national ingenuity,
and the history and mystery
of harmonious design.