Scots behind the window. Windows of Rye. 2019

Scots behind the window. Windows of Rye. 2019. J.Harms. Acrylic on paper. 29x39cm.

We are a week away from a vote that will undoubtedly change the United Kingdom. Whether or not it decides to stay in the E.U.

In the serie “Windows of Rye ” I used the decorated windows of that small town in Sussex to illustrate my reflections on Brexit. I didn’t visit Rye with that particular idea in mind. The windows spoke for themselves…rather loudly too.

The Gate . 2019

The gate. 2019. J.Harms.

The Gate . 2019. J.Harms. Acrylic on canvas. 22x27cm.

Taking a small break from my « Windows of Rye Serie ».

There are two parts to Rye, the one built within the fortifications, the more historical side, with its church, castle and cemetery, and the one built outside of the fortifications, the more contemporary side, with its supermarket and train station.

The ultimate purpose of a door, I believe, is to warn of a coming change. Those that decide to walk through the door, are somehow informed that their perspective is going to change.

If one crosses a door and then turns around, their grasp of a place, might totally differ from what they previously thought they knew. They might find themselves in an other reality.

 

 

 

 

The yellow window. Windows of Rye. 2019

The yellow window. Windows of Rye. J.Harms.

The yellow window. 2019. J.Harms. Acrylic on Canvas 46x55cm

Another « window of Rye » and behind it, a glorious  shade of yellow, it simply caught my eye, as well as the tree that looks as if it’s embracing or protecting this fragile source of light.

This house looks joyful and warm, even though it sits right outside of the cemetery.

 

Boat behind the window. Windows of Rye. 2019

Boat behind the window. 2019. J.Harms. Acrylic on paper. 48x63cm.

I recently (re)-visited Rye in Sussex. At first I thought about painting a couple streetscapes, Tudor style buildings and all, but for some reason my eye was more interested in the decorated windows of the old city. I usually let a couple months go by before revisiting my pictures, but with “B” day coming up, I feel a sense of foreboding in the air. This particular window with the boat, turns out to be more than that. A boat is a strong symbol of freedom, but this one is stuck behind a window…

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