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The Indian Kitchen
Nepalese Kitchen

Nepal 1987
With guides and a porter to carry his painting equipment, Anthony trekked through the mountains of Nepal, seeing more beautiful landscapes daily than he had seen in his entire life. Arriving in a little village called Mlimtsi , he was intrigued by a house he visited, the more so when his guide told him it wasn't a guest house but the home of ordinary people.. it was one of the most unique houses Anthony had ever seen, and he loved painting it. After he had completed the painting his guide asked him if he would like to see other houses before they moved on , and Anthony was absolutely amazed to discover that they all looked exactly the same!
His guide explained that this was Sherpa territory; the Sherpas, unlike the other tribes of Nepal, interest themselves, not in turquoise, amber and coral, but in pots and pans and kitchen ware. Since the variety of such wares is very limited in Nepal, naturally they all have the same things. The only chance they have of acquiring anything different from their neighbours is if they can come across something left by a passing tourist, of which there are very few in that region. In the case of the interior Anthony painted they had, (and they appear in his painting) a can of Cadbury's Drinking Chocolate and even a bottle of Dom Perignon!
His guide told him that added to this idiosyncrasy is the fact that the same family of carpenters travels around building all their shelves...and thus one finds similar things, placed in a similar order on similar shelves. Anthony's painting caused no less a sensation than had his hut in India, but this time he had his guide to show it to the excited crowd. He was surprised and touched when they arrived at the outskirts of the next village, to find a crowd of people waiting eagerly to see the picture. Some people had run ahead from Mlimtsi to tell the inhabitants of the next village of the painter and his picture. This continued for the rest of the day; at each village they passed through, scores of people greeted them, looked at the painting, recognized and enjoyed. Anthony was deeply moved.
The Letter



The Drawings of Fanny by Reggie Oliver
“I started drawing on July 10th 1999 in India” Marian Fannon told me “.....I had never studied art or drawn a thing in my life before that. Just got the urge one day and when Anthony [Christian] saw the results, he encouraged me to carry on and so it went.......” What the artist Anthony Christian saw was a sense of form and a distinctive approach to the medium. One notices immediately a decorative skill, a facility for filigree detail, and a warm yet subtle sense of colour. If this were all Marian had to offer hers would be a very pleasant if minor talent, but look closer and you find a strong compositional sense and what I can only describe as a mystical insight. I was first attracted to Marian’s Mandala drawings because, while holding fast to the profound spiritual qualities of the traditional Mandala, her versions invested the old form with new life, a new-minted freshness, a vibrancy of colour. Her animal drawings have a similar appeal. Starting with the original beast, be it elephant, rhino, cockerel or some other creature, Marian launches into a surreal fantasia of colour and decorative detail. And yet somehow, almost miraculously, she remains true to the essence of the creature she sets out with. Recently she has been experimenting with floral and semi-abstract patterns. These are among her finest pieces because they retain and build upon the two pillars of her art, a strong sense of form and a joyous exuberance of colour and detail. The collaborative work with Anthony Christian adds yet another dimension to her art. The harmony of these pieces and their distinct quality are such they appear to be the work of another major artist, not the work of two. Should he/she be called Anthony Fannon or Marian Christian? You decide.Bold and Brave and Beautiful by Fanny
Floral Symphony no.2 by Fanny
Rhonda the Rhino
Rhonda is a beauty, she’s lovely to behold
And people come to gaze at her, both young and very old
They’re always asking questions , and wanting to be told
How did she get those colours of red and blue and gold?
So here is Rhonda’s story,
I promise that it’s true
Please pass it on to everyone
As I do now to you….
Way down in the savannah where the wild grass grows
A lovely rhinoceros is striking a pose
For an artist who is painting her big, blue nose
She has to keep from falling off her big, red toes.
With a little bit of turquoise and a little bit green
He paints a lovely rhino, the likes you never seen!
At first she was so nervous, she wasn’t very keen,
When asked if he could turn her, into a Rhino queen.
He dotted her and blotted her
So very glad he spotted her !
He splished her and he splashed her
Eye-balled her and eye-lashed her!
She stood for him, so good for him
To satisfy his every whim
Kept very, very still for him
And meanwhile in the interim……
Way down in the savannah where the wild grasses sway
All the other animals seem very far away
She thinks a lot about them , and wonders what they’ll say
And hopes that they’ll still want her to join them in their play.
By the time the sun is setting and the light begins to fade
Rhonda has been painted in every hue and shade
She wonders if the animals will think she makes the grade!
Oh! Should she be excited - or should she be afraid?
Her friends are coming home now, they’ll see she stands apart
She won’t know what to say to them, she won’t know where to start
To tell them all about her day, and how she gave her heart
To an eager beaver artist, who turned her into art!
The Cat in the Plait by Fanny


Who wandered all over the house
He crept up the stairs and leaped over chairs
In search of a juicy mouse.
On one of his jaunts, in one of her haunts
The cat saw a beautiful fish
A - hangin’ around, way high above ground
It looked like a tasty dish.
A sight to behold, its colours so bold,
The cat was enthralled by the vision,
There dangled some cheese, and a mouse if you please!
Oh no! What an awful decision
He now had to choose and both he could lose
Deciding on which he would pounce.
A mouse or a fish would both be delish
But which was the best ounce for ounce?
Enjoying the scene , a bird that was green
Was watching in anticipation
With string in its beak, it couldn’t much speak,
But would soon thwart the cat’s delectation!
The mouse will be spared from being ensnared
As soon as the bird takes flight
They’ll fly off together whatever the weather
Escaping the cat’s hungry bite.
And the fish? Oh the fish! That beautiful fish
Will hang there, despite the cat’s caper
Its cheek still aglow and the net down below
Are made out of Japanese paper!
And the cat? Well the cat still wears the fat plait
And lives with the witch to this day
He still roams the house in search of a mouse
And sometimes a fish comes his way…
Courtesy of the witch of course!
B'ino Bird


I am a big red rooster, my name is B’ino Bird
I think I’m very famous, but that’s just what I’ve heard.
What’s that you say? You want me, to come to Dante’s Pub ?
A lovely group of artists? A lively arty club?
I’m sure I’d fit in nicely - my blue toes much admired
And with my bright red feathers , I’m artily attired.
But can’t you see I’m busy and don’t know what to do?
My hen has gone out dancing and left me in a stew!
She must have known beforehand but didn’t even mention
Her plans for fun this evening or her discotheque intention.
How can I go to Dante’s Pub? Won’t matter if you beg,
How can I go out anywhere and leave my precious egg?
The little life inside it is growing day by day
And might not make it to this world if I just go away.
I’m not that kind of father, I’m not that kind of bloke
Who’d go and leave a chick alone just feeding on a yolk.
It’s really very fragile and needs a loving nest
And when it comes to fathers , I want to be the best.
So please don’t be offended, please understand my words
We roosters have a job to do, we’re very busy birds!
I have to go now quickly , back to the chicken run
So head off to your arty club , I’m sure you’ll have great fun!
Please tell the artists down there, I promise that I’ll come
As soon as I can get this egg back underneath its Mum!
Joseph The Amazing Technicolour Dream Goat
CBS Sunday Morning Art Library
Avocado Seal
Avocado Seal by Anthony ChristianBarnacle skin arching upward
Beached on the kitchen counter.
Peel back the hardened, ancient skin
As outside gives way
To soft green butter.
Dive in!
And thank this playful sea creature;
Who cannot decide
Between fruit and vegetable.

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