Nevill Johnson: Paint the smell of grass - Eoin O'Brien
Nevill Johnson: Paint the smell of grass - Eoin O'Brien
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140 <strong>Nevill</strong> <strong>Johnson</strong> l <strong>Paint</strong> <strong>the</strong> Smell <strong>of</strong> Grass<br />
All very welcome.<br />
It is time to tell a story. To tell<br />
it as it was.<br />
John Luke, artist, lived in a<br />
brick terrace house near <strong>the</strong><br />
Belfast docks. His fa<strong>the</strong>r lay<br />
in <strong>the</strong> front parlour a froth <strong>of</strong><br />
spittle on his lips.<br />
Dead he was and waiting<br />
for <strong>the</strong> box.<br />
John had managed to reach <strong>the</strong><br />
Slade where he sat at <strong>the</strong> feet<br />
<strong>of</strong> Mr. Tonks.<br />
He lived content<br />
fine skinned<br />
chopping twigs<br />
defining his virginity<br />
with gesso and yoke<br />
<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> unborn pecker<br />
and Terre Verte<br />
he built his sexless<br />
Valhallas.<br />
On my last meeting with <strong>Nevill</strong> some days before he died he looked from me standing at his<br />
bedside to <strong>the</strong> ca<strong>the</strong>ter draining him like an hour-glass that would alas never be inverted, and with<br />
eyes <strong>of</strong> sadness, sadness in <strong>the</strong> realization that his time had passed and mine not quite so, we<br />
parted on a quote from <strong>the</strong> Book <strong>of</strong> Samuel: “How are <strong>the</strong> mighty fallen and <strong>the</strong> weapons <strong>of</strong> war<br />
perished.”<br />
Works consulted by all authors:<br />
<strong>Johnson</strong> <strong>Nevill</strong>, Dublin: The People’s City 1952–3, The Academy Press, Dublin. 1981<br />
<strong>Johnson</strong> <strong>Nevill</strong>. The O<strong>the</strong>r Side <strong>of</strong> Six: an autobiography. The Academy Press. Dublin. 1983.<br />
<strong>Johnson</strong> <strong>Nevill</strong>. The Wilby Diary. Unpublished. <strong>Johnson</strong> Literary Estate.<br />
<strong>Johnson</strong> <strong>Nevill</strong>. Goonstone. Unpublished. <strong>Johnson</strong> Literary Estate.<br />
<strong>Johnson</strong> <strong>Nevill</strong>. Tractatus Pudicus. Unpublished. <strong>Johnson</strong> Literary Estate.<br />
<strong>Johnson</strong> <strong>Nevill</strong>. Exhibitions catalogues and mote books. Unpublished. <strong>Johnson</strong> Literary Estate.<br />
O’Brien E. “<strong>Paint</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>smell</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>grass</strong>” <strong>Nevill</strong> <strong>Johnson</strong> (1911–1999). The Recorder. Journal <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
American Irish Historical Society. 2001;14:61-70<br />
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