
1980s large canvas. Painted in oils, it was only a few years later that I started using acrylics instead. It’s about 5 ft by 4 ft or something like that. It depicts our old front room, in the house we used to live in. The cellar underneath the front room was starting to collapse, its vaulted ceiling held up with an acroprop. Why was I painting a giant cat? Because I love them, and patterns (wallpaper, clothes etc). The small cat in the corner is playing with a roll of wool. The box says Walsall Art supplies, where I came from. I’d call this a narrative painting.

This is wonderful! I like looking — and painting — narrative paintings. Most of mine that look like straight-up landscapes are (in my eyes) narrative paintings.
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Yes, I have another large one painted a, few, years later. Must take a photo
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Please do!
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Will do
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This is awesome! There are many things going on – tells many little stories.
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I love telling stories in paintings
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