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sorties into the West End—Scottie lives in Kilburn—to  And to be fair, let it be recorded that his contempt for
                                buy caps, riding boots, and other clothing, are deli-  the intellectual—those 'mouthpieces' as he wickedly calls
                                ciously incongruous practices, beautifully descriptive of a   them—is just as searing as his dislike of the priests and the
                                remarkable man; an eccentric and a visionary whose  politicians. Scottie Wilson is a visionary and a mystic;
                                contempt for the pillars of society is balanced by a  qualities rare among primitive painters. He does not
                                devout belief in the omni-prescience of 'god' (no parti-  draw upon the forms of the phenomenal world for the
       Dream House 1946         cular brand of god, if you please : none of that Judeo-  shape and substance of his art. The motifs he uses—faces,
        Pen and coloured crayon
     	15 x 20 in.               Christian rubbish) and the wonder and beauty of creation.  flowers, birds, fish, fountains, totemic forms (derivative
                                                                                   from the totem poles he saw in the parks of Vancouver
                                                                                   during his years in Canada) —are related, not to their
                                                                                   counterparts in the physical world, but to the ideas,
                                                                                   dreams, fantasies, which are the support and heart-beat
                                                                                   of his work. He is also a painter of the intuition; of the
                                                                                   heart, and of the memory. He knows what juxtaposition
                                                                                   of figures will best reveal the essence of his message. And
                                                                                   he has a message. His heart tells him what he must say,
                                                                                   and his memory provides the appropriate scheme of
                                                                                   imagery. So far as looking at things goes he might as well
                                                                                   be blind. Much of his basic imagery derives from child-
                                                                                   hood and, in a sense he is an artist in recherche du temps
                                                                                   perdu.  However, his own madeleine, the brown-stone
                                                                                   fountain in a Glasgow park, swimming with fish, and
                                                                                   alive with the flutter of birds, is in no sense a literal
                                                                                   recall of time past, but an element of time past trans-
                                                                                   formed and recast by the imagination to symbolize the
                                                                                   essence of the artist's philosophy; his belief in the trans-
                                                                                   figuring omnipotence of beauty, peace, stillness. Life he
                                                                                   sees as a battle between beauty and ugliness, light and
                                                                                   dark, good and evil. The fountain of his childhood is
                                                                                   the source of all that is good and beautiful. This key
                                                                                   image is used frequently, and the variability of its ap-
                                                                                   pearance perfectly illustrates the difference between
       Self Portrait 1940
      Pen and coloured crayon
        8 x 11 1/4 in.
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