Conrad decided he needed
a career. Before he had left the master of a hunt had commissioned a set of paintings of the seasons best hunters and had
them bound and published. Conrad decided to build on this small success and train as an artist. He secured a place at Slade
School of Art and began under the tutelage of a Professor Tonks he though transferred to Byam Shaw and settled into three
years training under Earnest Jackson. Then to finish his education he attended the
Academy of Modern Art in Paris. His brother Alexsis was studying there also. There he remained for a further
three years studying under Andre L’ Hote. From here was to begin the Art Deco movement. From such beginnings
Conrad the artist was born.
In the best traditions of the budding
artist of the day Conrad found an attic studio in the Parc Monsouri district. He mentions many friends during his time in
Paris. Simon Elwes, who later became a famous artist. Henri Cartier- Bresson,the photographer. Guy Arnoux, the artist and Elena Mumm the champagne heiress
who was later to become the wife of the American writer and critic Edmund Wilson
these were some of his intimates during his time in Paris. It is evident, as usual; Conrad
was in the centre of things mixing with the burgeoning artists of the time.
It was the time of the
great depression and making a living from art was difficult. Conrad had begun corresponding with his father and it was his
father who suggested they spend Christmas in Jamaica. The both agreed
to avoid tourist Hotels and instead seek out the
‘Old Jamaica’, sugar plantations and grand estates. A Jamaica
that no longer existed; the cultivation of sugar beet in Europe had put an end to those days. Conrad
though had the address of two maiden spinsters, known as the “Misses Fisher of Mahogany Hall”. Itself a once grand
sugar estate now fallen into disuse, It was ideal for their purposes. They booked a passage on the SS Montagua, literally
a Fyffe banana boat, bound for Kingston. Their accommodation and surroundings at Mahogany hall was all they had hoped
for. The Misses Fisher both in their seventies; though living in reduced circumstances were, as Conrad puts it, “the
victors of a rearguard action into glory”. He and his father truly got a taste of the Jamaica they had dreamt of.
In the New Year they moved to Montego bay and Conrad rented himself a studio and did much work towards an exhibition he
was planning when he returned home. The presence of his father the Marquis De Castel Thomond was reported in a local paper
and they were finally caught in the Jamaican Society scene, just at the end of their stay. Conrad gave a few lectures on modern
art and judged a couple of beauty contests and sold a few pictures. His father yearned for the high society and intellectual
life of Rome and Conrad had an exhibition to arrange. So they sailed for Avon mouth and travelled as
far as Paris together where they parted and his father journeyed on to Rome. Conrad set out his art
around his studio and spent the summer of 1930 preparing for his exhibition of Jamaican paintings. Maximillian Gauthier wrote
the introduction to the catalogue. The exhibition was not a wild success Conrad tells us, but he sold a few pictures received
encouraging remarks from some prominent people so was satisfied. Of his art he says.
“I drew simply because
I love to draw. It became to me like a caressingly re-creative movement, giving form in subtle lines with all the best of
my technical ability, in terms of planes and curves and other aspects of dimensions, to a subject seen in its light of perfection.
Not merely studies but portrayals, my drawings became to me a revelation in economical line of all moods and subtleties of
those eternally enchanting qualities in the subject. My art unfolded before me as a means of discovery and of sharing the
truth as I found it revealed around me.” dm P106
Drawing was more a therapeutic
pastime, a pleasure for him. He; I was told, seldom had a pencil and pad far from hand and sketched everything. If you see
my collection you can see what they meant.