I Imagine John Blanke as musing on the happenings in his life which have brought him to his position at the court of the mercurial Henry the Eighth. I imagine him remembering that it was his musical skills which have given him acceptance and recognition. Now the pageantry, colour and ceremonial are part of his life. But he also ponders on the future. Will he return to his place of birth ? Will he be able to tell his story to his grandchildren? Will it all last?​

Elaine Nason
Print Maker and Painter