With Lance by his side, Flynn became one of the most infamous thieves in all of Corona, making enemies at nearly every port. Eugene eventually ventured out with Arnwaldo-now known as Lance Strongbow-and grew up into a dashing swashbuckler and gifted horseman under an alias taken from his childhood hero: Flynn Rider. The more Eugene read it, the more he dreamed of a more audacious lifestyle and decided to break out of his orphan upbringing. His only companion at the time was his lifelong friend, Arnwaldo Schnitz.Įvery night, Eugene would read "The Tales of Flynnigan Rider", stories of a rich and dashing swashbuckler who had an abundance of thrilling adventures wherever he went.
In the meantime, Eugene spent all his days with his fellow orphans. Eugene remained hopeful that once they did, they would return to the orphanage and take him back. He grew up believing that his parents were fearless adventurers traveling the world to make names for themselves.
Eugene never knew the truth of his lineage. King Edmund ordered for a kingdom-wide evacuation to protect his subjects from the opal's destructive power-including Eugene, who was escorted out of the kingdom by a servant woman and later placed in an orphanage. During Eugene's infancy, the kingdom was corrupted by a powerful opal that threatened to destroy the land. I suppose what I mostly want to do with my art is tell stories, intrigue and continually question the authenticity of what we are about.Eugene Fitzherbert was born to King Edmund and his wife Horace.
#Rapunzel drawing series#
The series "˜The Bride Who Ate Her Husband' - still infused by a sub-Saharan sense of colour - is a humorous and fictional re-telling of the breakdown of a marriage. Since my return to the UK, the work has become smaller. The works became prophetic and resonated with people in strange ways. I plundered facebook friends' photographs for inspiration and moments from their lives started to fill odd corners of the drawings. The works played with size and were peopled with giants and midgets. I pictured myself - always wearing the same yellow cardigan and clutching my daughter's hand as we strode boldly out of the picture - towards the future. I drew non-stop for over a year - huge vibrant, 3 metre x 2 metre drawings that filled every wall of the house. I resumed the drawings almost as a kind of exorcism - to "˜draw myself out' of my current situation - and I suppose that is what happened. Unhappy and isolated in Cape Town, I wanted to bring about big change in my life. I resumed the Hum of History drawings in 2008 at a critical moment in my life. Everything fed into it - my own experience, migration, fairytale, being black and female, work, love, the world at large, domestic life, politics, stories. It was quite a grand idea at the time I suppose - I wanted to create an epic, fluid, narrative series that would go on and on and on - a narrative of the world that would make more sense as it continued. I meant Hum as in "˜kyo' or the sound or vibration that connects us all to everything in the universe. Years ago I started this large-scale series of drawings on brown paper which I called "˜The Hum of History'.
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