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The Pike

Ever since listening to the poem “Pike” by Ted Hughes, I’ve been caught up by the metaphorical idea of a ‘Pike’, despite never actually seeing one in the real world.

A few years ago, I made a watercolour of frogs in a pond. Everyone liked it, even the hardest critics, my family… and of course, it was the most expensive, popular watercolour and sold quickly. We’re all sad it’s gone and can never look at it in the real again, we don’t even know who the buyer is due to the gallery’s conditions.

I’ve been trying to make paintings in the same watery ‘spirit’, but it’s a spontaneous style, and difficult to create.

On the weekend, while walking along a giant lily pond near Stackpole in Wales, Alistair spotted a young pike drifting about as though pretending to be a leaf among the reeds. We sat there watching as shoals of small innocent fish drifted in closer and closer. The pike minutely shifted, turning its body, then suddenly it flashed into the scattering shoal. Unsuccessful, this time, but was the highlight of my day!