The humble Horse Chestnut holds many a memory for me in its warm, reflective surface, redolent of school days, they are lumped in with drizzle, bonfires and the cordite tang of sparklers in my mind's Autumnal reference library.
As children we collected and treated them to a variety of experimental processes to try and produce a champion conker. They would be baked and pickled, polished and hammered to try to gain an advantage over other boys' efforts. My knuckles still throb at the memory of the ones that missed.
Acrylic on cotton canvas
Dimensions : 40.5 x 40.5cm
Wooden tray frame painted black
This piece is offered framed
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