Dad with two small children and dog

Signed, Limited Edition print (boutique)


Size: 24 × 30 cm
Paper Giclee
Editions: 195


The ’boutique’ collection consists of a handful of the most popular limited edition prints, produced on a slightly reduced scale for those who wish to fill a smaller space with vibrant artwork. Alexander’s ‘gadgies’ are the focus of this collection – all in happy situations.

A larger version of this print is also available here.

“The person in the family that I saw the least of was my father. I guess this was the case in most families back in the day as practically all our dads had had long since departed for work jobs when we got up in the morning to go to school. My dad had various jobs from working for British Rail in the parcel delivery dept to working for a company called Plyglass who manufactured double-glazing in the town of Irvine.

The few times that we spent together were looking back, very precious to me for the years go past too quickly and times change, circumstances alter and before you know it you are an adult yourself with your own set of troubles to deal with. However the times I remember looking back now that he too is long gone are viewed with happiness.

My earliest memory of my dad was as a toddler barely standing holding on to the sides of the sink in the scullery watching him turn around to my cries that he was going fishing without me. If I close my eyes I can still see him standing there with his split cane rod and basket by his side turning back to me to try and reassure me that he was coming back.

As time went on memories resurface like snapshots in an old photo album like hanging on to his hair as I got a lift on his shoulders back home from grannies house and he would pretend to loose his balance having me believe I was going to be dropped into a neighbours garden. He would also perch me on the crossbar of his racer holding on to the saddle as I held on to the handle bars thinking I was in full control even though my legs barely touched the peddles.

I was once sitting in the front garden of my home here in Newcastle and was working on a painting called “Feed the Birds” and in that scene there is a father holding his son in his arms feeding the swans on the Forth and Clyde canal. When it came to the point where I was working on the figures I suddenly became aware of that smell of burning Virginia Flake which at the time was the strangest thing as dad had passed away more than a decade before. It was an experience that was toned with a host of emotions and couldn’t have come at a more appropriate time.

All too quickly time passes and the big burly man you remember as your dad turns sadly to an image of an old man struggling to breathe on his deathbed whose body had been ravaged by the effects of 30 years of Parkinsons disease and latterly by prostate cancer but his death was a kind release for him for his suffering had come to an end and for me turned into one of the most challenging time of my life.

After the two years of a complete mental and physical breakdown I emerged from it a stronger individual and was able to master my grief by means of my art, using all the memories that had be given me in that small family unit in that equally small village of Springside and its inhabitants turning what I remembered into paintings of a bygone era and a happier one.

So thank you dad for all that you gave to me whether you realized it or not that the memories you gave to me I will cherish all the days of my life and if the paintings that I do make you the viewer feel the same way about your own personal history well it makes me doubly glad. So I raise a glass to you dad,  Cheers!”

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