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The first film I ever saw, when I was seven years old, was 'Red River' with John Wayne and Montgomery Clift. I was taken by my dear foster parents and I have never forgotten it. The following week I was taken to see 'Winchester 73', starring
already mentioned James Stewart. Cinemas in those days were wondrous places with, it seemed to me, impossibly high ceilings and extravagant baroque decorations everywhere. This one had an amazing colour and light-filled organ, which came up out of
floor. The whole thing,
electric organ like a rainbow in
dark, and
ten-foot high cowboys clanking across
screen (we always sat near
front), made an indelible impression on me.
It was only later, when I started to read
likes of Dee Wells' 'Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee' that I began to realize that
Western myth, powerful as it was, had another side. When you grow up, you realize that everything has another side.
As for books, I suppose I read mainly English writers, from Kipling to John Galsworthy and G.K.Chesterton. Chesterton could be poignant, as in; 'With monstrous head and sickening cry, And ears like errant wings, The devil's walking parody On all four-footed things.
Fools! For I also had my hour; One far fierce hour and sweet: There was a shout about my ears, And palms before my feet.' The Donkey
and he could be funny in an odd sort of way;
'The souls most fed with Shakespeare's flame Still sat unconquered in a ring, Remembering him like anything'.
Chesterton once dedicated a story to his readers - 'So many of which belong to
human race'.
One of my favourite writers at
time was Henry Williamson, a contemporary and friend of T.E.Lawrence, 'Lawrence of Arabia'. His best-known book was 'Tarka
Otter', a gritty, realistic story about
life of an otter in North Devon. Much later I was disillusioned to find out that he was a Nazi sympathiser, and I think he once actually met Hitler. I can only think he was attracted by
idea of 'purity'. Well, we all know where that leads.
I read a lot of science fiction in those days, starting with H.G.Wells, Arthur C.Clarke, C.S.Lewis, and going on to
American writers, Ray Bradbury etc. Thats probably how I discovered American writers in general; Hemingway, John Steinbeck, who wrote East of Eden, from which
film starring James Dean was made, and
wonderful James Thurber, whose elegant and witty prose deserves to be better remembered than it is. Perhaps he really belongs to that black and white era in which Spenser Tracy always wore a suit and Katherine Hepburn would glide through a marble hall bigger than most people's houses today.
I must also mention William Faulkner who wrote about
Deep South and
mythical Yuknapatawpha County. In all his novels he explored
sometimes convoluted relationship between
races. He also wrote one humorous story, 'The Reivers', which was made into a film starring Steve McQueen. For me, he was one of
best mid-century writers, although apparently he was not much liked by
local farmers, who referred to him as 'that writing fella'. Perhaps he got too close for comfort in his stories. Or maybe it was his habit of retiring to bed for a couple of weeks every once in a while with a bottle of whisky and a copy of Shakespeare. You can never tell what these writing fellas are going to do next!
Finally in this tale of influences, it was as far as I remember, a book I'd been given for Christmas that first kindled my interest in art. It had pictures of boats and water - mostly oil paintings - and I was fascinated by
way
reflections in
water had been portrayed. They looked so real, and at
same time you could tell they had been painted. I still try to keep that feeling in my work today. Later on, at art college, I think one of
tutors described painting as a dialog between reality and illusion, but I think what he meant was - it's magic.
James Collins http://www.pet-portraits-scotland.com email: collinsdallasart@tiscali.co.uk

James Collins is an artist, writer and musician who lives in the Scottish Highlands. These days he specialises in portraits of pets and other animals, but he still finds time to paint and draw the beautiful and rugged landscape of Scotland. He lives with his wife, daughter and three dogs in a house overlooking the Moray Firth.