Painting drawing and photographs connected with Hull zoological gardens co-exist in my space alongside my monkey maniquin. My large 6'x 4' oil on canvas painting is progressing gradually, conveying the false vistas, animal enclosures, animal trainers and site seeing public of the 1840's which were to be found within the perimeters of the gardens. An extract from Melville's 1855 directory describes it as 'a beautiful spot frequented by thousands during the summer months; and the liberal spirit which is manifested by the proprietors towards the humbler classes, in affording them recreation at a cheap rate, on certain days is highly commendable. The galas are of a superior description, and worth the support of the site-seeing public. These gardens are tastefully laid out, and enlivened with numerous varieties of flowers and plants: its sloping grass plots, winding walks and beautiful fountains, with its specimens of rural architecture render the general appearance both agreeable and interesting. the zoological collection consists of a number of animals,some of which are of a superior kind.'
A superior kind stares out of my painting asking perhaps that question ' Are you looking at me, or am I looking at you?' The thriving port of Hull had no shortage of new deliveries of exotic creatures but many did not make it to the gardens but instead ended up in the hands of the taxidermist, preserved as in my painting, forever stilled. Locked in to that moment in time when they expired. 'Painting is dead, Long live painting'
