Work Of The Untrained Hand

Monday, 18 March 2013

me

Hi my names Robert, I’m 22, have been for a while now, I thought it was time I wrote something about myself so here goes.

I was born and raised on a farm in rural Lincolnshire, my father wanted me to be a farmer and I didn’t so we parted ways about 3 years ago, my early life till I was 17 was overshadowed by my parents divorce and the subsequent years of lies evasions mind games and general niceties that go with it. Now my father started a farm shop butchery, (he was a shit father but can grow a good bit of beef) so I learnt how to dismember a cow and other animals there and when I left home I went to work in a butchery in Lincoln. (least said the better)

I eventually left there and found myself in Penzance with my partner, and after a year of doing antique fairs we eventually opened the shop below where we live.

Now my artistic side only really came out in November last, when I started doing Christmas cards and one thing led to another and now I have a whole wall of art.

Now just before then I had had a very bad bout of depression after having visited my father and my partner made me go to see my GP, went to see him and got my first diagnosis of clinical depression, tho retrospectively I can now see I have had it most of my life, (when I finally decided to tell mum, her reply was, “i'm not surprised” and we had a chat about it which was great but about 5 years too late. A comment almost as good as when I told her I was gay, her reply was “have you told your father.”

But now i'm putting that behind me, well trying, so here I am now, haven’t had any training except a b in GCSE art and a as level in history of art, and I think i'm doing OK and I seem to have a demand for my work, and i'm enjoying creating it so I will continue.

Anyway comments questions criticisms (preferably constructive) always welcome and if your in Penzance, do visit, always time for a coffee and chat.