Drawings – Jonathan Green Art

Bud

1965 Pencil on paper

In the art room at school, probably about 14 years old.

African Figure 2

1974 Pencil on paper

African Figure

1974 Pencil on paper

Dodoma Landscape

1974 Pencil on paper

After a day in the paediatric ward at Mvumi I would head out into the wild ochre landscape dotted with baobab trees…

Festival Drumming

1974 Pencil on paper

In a community open air festival, groups of women, drums between their thighs, faced each other in a circle, and drummed themselves and their audience into a deep trance…

Figure in House

1974 Pencil on paper

The rhythm of persons and architecture in wood

Heads

1974 Pencil on paper

Heads 2

1974 Pencil on paper

Heads 3

1974 Pencil on paper

Mother in Mvumi 2

1974 Pencil on paper

Mother in Mvumi

1974 Pencil on paper

Mothers, having often walked for a day or two with their sick babies to get there, entered the ward...

Undergrowth

1977 Pencil on paper

Drystone Wall

1980 Pencil on paper

The Keynes had a house perched on a hillside in Swaledale in Yorkshire and Ari and I went up there a few times. On one occasion I stayed there afterwards on my own for a week or so - an important time. The house was quite spartan and remote, pretty lonely. I did a number of things there, one of which was to build a drystone wall (or at least a 2 metre section of it). I was doing a microbiology course that involved a lot of looking down the microscope at cells. I discovered that a drystone wall is a beautiful structure, which is very like a lipid bi-layer in a cell wall; a three layer structure with two outer structural elements and a middle porous filling. The wall is built freestanding, interlocking and balancing with the weight of stones locking in the structure with big heavy foundation stones at the bottom, building up the sides with complementary bricks slotting together and occasional through-stones joining the two walls as they grow. Down the middle is a filling layer of smaller stones and rubble to lock the structure in. The top capped with transverse slabs sealing the top against the weather and holding the walls united. The wonderful thing was the internal geometry and poetry of the freestanding wall that needed no cement, and was extraordinarily robust. There are other cross-associations too to biology and medicine…this kind of cell like shape occurs at different levels of organisation in the body – so in a related series of drawings of the carpal bones in the hand I was abstracting and developing a visual language that spoke to my sense of organicity, emotion and flow.

Life on Earth

1980 Pencil on paper

Totes Meer after Paul Nash

1990 Pencil on paper

Portrait of Adam

1993 Pencil on paper

Portrait of Benji

1993 Pencil on paper

Religio Medici 1 - “Is not this the heat....”

1996 Pencil on paper

Religio Medici 2 - "...this gentle ventilation.”

1996 Pencil on paper

Religio Medici 3 - “...nor light though he dwelt in the body of the sun”

1996 Pencil on paper

Plant Drawing

2001 Pencil on paper

Rachel

2001 Pencil on paper

Portrait of Ariella

2002 Pencil on paper

Palm Tree in Cascais

2005 Pencil on paper

Vase 1

2005 Pencil on paper

Vase 2

2005 Pencil on paper

St. Paul’s

2006 Pencil on paper

Faucibus scelerisque eleifend donec pretium vulputate sapien nec sagittis aliquam. Id donec ultrices tincidunt arcu non. Morbi tristique senectus et netus. Malesuada bibendum arcu vitae elementum curabitur. Rutrum quisque non tellus orci ac auctor. Convallis tellus id interdum velit laoreet id donec. Imperdiet dui accumsan sit amet nulla facilisi morbi tempus.

For Pete

2008 Pencil on paper

I was on a skiing trip in January 2008 when I received a message one afternoon that Pete had developed a secondary spread of his kidney cancer. The next morning, I just had no appetite to go out on the slopes and I went down to the village, picked up a cheap drawing pad and a biro and went off into the snow. These drawings are the product of that day, drawings of scrubby bushes against the white snow.

For Pete

2008 Pencil on paper

I was on a skiing trip in January 2008 when I received a message one afternoon that Pete had developed a secondary spread of his kidney cancer. The next morning, I just had no appetite to go out on the slopes and I went down to the village, picked up a cheap drawing pad and a biro and went off into the snow. These drawings are the product of that day, drawings of scrubby bushes against the white snow.

For Pete

2008 Pencil on paper

I was on a skiing trip in January 2008 when I received a message one afternoon that Pete had developed a secondary spread of his kidney cancer. The next morning, I just had no appetite to go out on the slopes and I went down to the village, picked up a cheap drawing pad and a biro and went off into the snow. These drawings are the product of that day, drawings of scrubby bushes against the white snow.

Caroline

2009 Pencil on paper

Noto Antica

2009 Pencil on paper

Noto Antica, Sicily

2009 Pencil on paper

Ariella

2010 Pencil on paper

Ariella

2010 Pencil on paper

Asolo, Sicily

2010 Pencil on paper

Botanical Garden Syracuse

2010 Pencil on paper

Palm Tree in Syracuse

2010 Pencil on paper

Forest in Noto Antica

2011 Pencil on paper

Edale

2012 Pencil on paper

At Tate Britain

2015 Ink and pencil on paper

In China

2015 Ink and pencil on paper

Olive Series 1

2015 Pencil on paper

Goyt Valley

2016 Pencil on paper

Humayun’s Tomb, Delhi

2016 Pencil on paper

Nagasar Palace, Varanasi

2016 Pencil on paper

Provence

2016 Ink and pencil on paper

South of France

2016 Pencil on paper

Tyree

2016 Ink and pencil on paper

In Death Valley, May 22nd 2017 – the Manchester Arena

2017 Pencil on paper

Death Valley, May 22nd 2017

2017 Pencil on paper

On the High Line, New York

2017 Pencil on paper

Villa Joyosa

2017 Pencil on paper

Edinburgh Castle

2018 Pencil on paper

In the Spiti Valley, Himal Pradesh, India

2018 Pencil on paper

Puja at 15,000 ft

2018 Pencil on paper

A walk high in the Himalayas; my guide, a devout Buddhist took me to what was styled as the highest monastery in the world, only habitable in the summer, and we arrived just at the the monks were entering the temple for their two hour Puja....I was allowed to sit in the semi-darkness as they chanted, processed, and played the ram's horn