This painting was originally inspired by a Giotto fresco, Saint Francis Preaching to the Birds. A few years ago, I did several large monotypes based on the Giotto fresco. I wasn’t satisfied with the monotypes I made, so I set them aside. I never throw anything away; I will either paint over things, or cut them up to use as a collage, or recycle them in some other manner.
Anyway, a few years went by, during which I moved studios twice. Finally settled in my current studio, I took the “failed” monotypes out again. I continued to paint over this one, using my memory of the original Giotto fresco and also my imagination.
In the original fresco, there are two figures: Saint Francis with a halo, and another guy who looks like a rather grumpy monk. In my painting, the grumpy monk got transformed into a woman wearing vivid red. At first I thought she was Saint Clare, a friend and spiritual colleague of Saint Francis.
But as I spent time painting, I came to a different conclusion. The woman in red is not a saint. For one thing, she does not have a halo. In fact, I decided that the woman is me.
In my painting, I am watching Saint Francis and the birds have a special moment together. This time, Saint Francis does more listening than talking. He is listening to the wisdom of the birds.
I am also learning how to listen.