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Floating on the Walls

There are treasures to be taken away from this country which has not yet found an interpreter equal to the abundance of riches which it displays

Paul Cézanne

Floating on the Walls

Acrylic on Canvas
23 x 30.5 x 3.5cm (unframed)

© Pierre Bamin 2019. All Rights

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Line is Cast

Many years ago, I was fishing off a rock when a lowly canoe pulled up alongside.  The fisherman, his name Mohamed, asked me to help steady him in as he dismounted amongst the rocks and rolling water.  His catch was being delivered to the local club some meters behind me.  As we dragged in, I couldn’t help but remark on his catch of barracuda and grouper (about eight in total) every one of them HUGE.

I offered to swap my three snappers for the one with the biggest teeth… a brief pause between his laughter, he said,

We a dɔn go lɛf dɛn wan ya, a de kam chich you fayn genjin
After I’ve dropped these off, I’m going to teach you a really good rig

Missing Link

I continued to barter hard as he unloaded, finding every excuse to at least hold a catch that was nearly the same size as me. None the less, a deal was set; I was charged with looking after Mohamed’s canoe and in return he was going to grant me enlightenment; guiding my pathway to legendary status in the Aberdeen area of Freetown. This genjin was my evolutionary bridge, the one that would most probably change my life permanently.

After what seemed an eternity, The Fish Whisperer was back and I was ready…

Kam bɔbɔ, kam sidɔm 
Come here boy, come sit

This was it…. my 10 years on earth was about to change…. forever!

Mohamed pulled out a ball of tangled line and placed it between us as he started to softly whistle…

Ol na ya… ɛn ya, so…
Hold here… and here, like this…

Mohamed, na wetin wi de du so? Na layn nɔmɔ wi de pan lus..
Mohamed, what are we doing? We’re only untangling some line…

He smiled.

Bɔbɔ Perr, naw naw naw, yu na fishaman
Pierre my boy, right now at this very moment, you are a fisherman

After the lines had be re-spooled, Mohamed washed his hands and taught me how to rig THE BEST EVER fishing line…

But that wasn’t the bit that stuck.  That wasn’t the bit that stayed with me throughout my life. 

Unwinding.  

Be patient.  Life can sometimes become unravelled and left in a mess.  With time, nurturing and a correct pair of hands to guide, teasing a bit here, threading a bit there, much can be learned and much can be gained.

Mohamed paddled off quietly as I continued to fish…

Line is Cast

Acrylic on Canvas
24 x 30 x 3.5cm (unframed)

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There’s a reason why so many people varnish…

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The Fisherman’s Ring

Excerpt & Painting, 5 of 7, taken from the exhibition, ‘Credo’ 2007
Acrylic on Canvas – 80 x 100cm
© Pierre Bamin 2007. All Rights Reserved

My Aunt, like many, was taken through life in a direction not of her choosing nor will. However she remained stoic, with an acceptance to carry on throughout the process.
We would often discuss ‘destiny’.  Never coming up with answers, only more questions and a few maybes…
Are we it’s true master? Why bother if it’s already been mapped out?
Every person, every experience and every direction in our lives may serve our free will, but by design, our very purpose, our choices, not only serve oneself but contribute to society where we are swayed communally in various directions giving to one another. Changes we may not feel are right at the time are in place to serve a purpose, whether it seems, we like it or not ….maybe?!  I am sure that given a clear choice, most would definitely opt for clearer horizons.

THE SEAL

This painting is a humble reflection of that journey.
Religious or not, one couldn’t help but be moved by Pope John Paul’s sheer determination through ill health to forge ahead with his mission.  The Fisherman’s Ring was influenced by his death in 2005.  Like millions of others, I watched with intrigue the ceremony that followed.  As is customary with Papal deaths, the piscatory ring, his papal seal and symbol of his union with God, was destroyed by the cardinals to make way for a new successor …it was from this that my fifth painting was born.

Simon Peter, the first ever pope, had his destiny, trials and eventual death revealed to him by Christ; a reminder that in life there is a time we lead ourselves and a time when we are led, sometimes to destinations not of our own choosing.  Few wish death, yet there is a time for us all; until then there is the journey we make, together!

In the painting, one hand shows its face, revealing the scars, the nicks, the graft… its confession; pointing lamely at where it would rather be.  Though the binds show signs of wear, they hold fast; a snap imminent …perhaps? The other hand, strong and defiant accepts its fate, grappling with all its fervour, leading into the unknown…

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The Spark

Excerpt & Painting, 4 of 7, taken from the exhibition, ‘Credo’ 2007
Acrylic on Canvas – 100 x 80cm
© Pierre Bamin 2007. All Rights Reserved

One of the most important lessons I learnt from my Aunt came about through simple observation.

When talking with her, she would listen intently and speak in a very measured manner… and when she did, it was most often punctuated with a great parable that would often stay with you, to be pondered upon. This painting is a reflection of one such meeting, where she spoke about how futile hard work and inner growth can be if the tongue is not put in check.

“Yai ɛn yes sabi sikrit, bɔ da lili tin na yu mot, da yu tɔŋ, hol am fayn…”
“Eyes and ears can keep a secret, but that tiny thing in your mouth, your tongue, hold it well…”


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