{"id":445,"date":"2007-11-11T23:22:59","date_gmt":"2007-11-11T13:22:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/2007\/11\/11\/the-lambing-paddock\/"},"modified":"2007-11-11T23:22:59","modified_gmt":"2007-11-11T13:22:59","slug":"the-lambing-paddock","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/2007\/11\/11\/the-lambing-paddock\/","title":{"rendered":"The Lambing Paddock"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My father, Joe, had an occasional drinking buddy, Thomas Cleghorn, a local painter. <\/p>\n<p>Joe&#8217;s home contained a handful of Cleghorn&#8217;s paintings; most of them roughly the size of an A5 page (or about 8&#8243; x 5&#8243; for you imperialists). They show images of flocks of native birds rising from lagoons, and similar pleasant Australian landscapes.<\/p>\n<p>One of the paintings was quite different. It held pride of place in the lounge-room, and almost dominated the room &#8211; both because of its size and subject matter.<\/p>\n<p>From memory, the painting is about 6&#8242; high and 3&#8242; feet wide, (Oops, looks like I am an imperialist at heart!) surrounded by an ornate frame. In the words of Cleghorn, it was one of his &#8220;bugger-of-a-size&#8221; paintings.<\/p>\n<p>It is titled &#8220;Lambing Paddock&#8217;. It, indeed, depicts a paddock; the backdrop is an Australian farm area &#8211; a dry yellow field. Gentle rolling hills sectioned into more paddocks form a backdrop.<\/p>\n<p>However, these don&#8217;t draw the eye immediately &#8211; the awkward shape in the foreground is what you see first. It clearly isn&#8217;t a sheep, despite the title. It is black and white, and appears to be floating very slightly off the ground. It is an kangaroo, but it is oddly shaped. <\/p>\n<p>Some viewers get confused at this point, and ask. Others keep looking.<\/p>\n<p>Wait a minute. They aren&#8217;t kangaroo ears! They are the open jaws of an animal with a snout &#8211; like a dog. Is it a dog? A bit like a border collie? Some sort of three-legged dog? Wait, is that another leg being obscured by the body? Yes? So that&#8217;s it&#8217;s tail, not a leg on the underside? How does a dog get into that position? Mid-air, upside-down, with its body twisting under it? What&#8217;s going on?<\/p>\n<p>Most viewers get confused at this point, and ask. Others keep looking, and the horrible truth dawns on them.<\/p>\n<p>It is titled &#8220;Lambing Paddock&#8221;. Dogs aren&#8217;t allowed in lambing paddocks. Dogs scare the pregnant ewes and attack the lambs. Farmers don&#8217;t like that. If a stray dog is discovered in a lambing paddock, a very rough form of justice is dealt, generally with a .22-calibre rifle.<\/p>\n<p>Cleghorn had chosen to immortalise on a giant canvas the moment of a stray dog being shot, its body contorted into a weird ballet position.<\/p>\n<p>Apparently, Cleghorn&#8217;s wife was not a fan of the painting. She had insisted that it be turned face to the wall.<\/p>\n<p>Joe had a different opinion. He saved the painting from this fate. He purchased it and presented it prominently in his home.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The awkward shape in the foreground is what you see first. It clearly isn&#8217;t a sheep, despite the title. It is black and white, and appears to be floating very slightly off the ground. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[46],"tags":[122,175,53,174],"class_list":["post-445","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-my-father-joe","tag-art","tag-dogs","tag-father","tag-painting"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/445","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=445"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/445\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=445"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=445"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=445"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}