Malcolm Scott - Artist

Nature and art.

When I was a young boy of 17 I went to sea in a British tramp steamer way back in the years 1952 - 1953. We tramped all over the world for two years, never knowing just where we would end up next. My fellow apprentices were Frank Tinsley, Graham Eaton, and Jim Keats, on the M.V.King City, of W.H.Smith and Son. Cardiff. I well remember those warm nights on number 3 hatch with my fellow seaman, the dear old King City moving like some minute dot across an Indian ocean as flat and still as a huge silver mirror, laying there flat on our backs with nothing in view but stars, thousands of stars across the arch of the heavens from horizon to horizon, obscured only now and then by the drifting smoke of our cigarettes, trying to make sense of it all.

I have endeavoured to apply logic and reason to my thoughts. But I am not well educated, having been in the lowest class in the lowest school in Sudbury Suffolk from 1946 to 1951. I have always painted and drawn. Don’t ask me why. I myself do not believe in God, however unlike Richard Dawkins I do think that gods are natural to man, that is part of our survival mechanisms. A god will hold the tribe together; cradle the members of the tribe in time of danger. A tribe without a god can become week and flabby, have no driving force; I note the decline of religion in our white indigenous population. On my travels I often considered that religion had conferred an evolutionary advantage to mankind. Please view my video and let me know what you think. Keep smiling.

Malcolm Scott