Kieron Williamson kneels on the wooden bench in his small kitchen, takes a pastel from the box by his side and rubs it on to a piece of paper.
“Have you got a picture in your head of what you’re going to do?” asks his mother, Michelle.
“Yep,” Kieron nods. “A snow scene.”
Because it is winter at the moment, I ask.
Do you know how you want it to come out?
And does it come out how you want it to?
“Sometimes it does.”
Like many great artists, small boys are not often renowned for their loquaciousness. While Kieron Williamson is a very normal seven-year-old who uses his words sparingly, what slowly emerges on the small rectangle of paper in his kitchen is extraordinarily eloquent.
This month, Kieron’s second exhibition in a gallery in his home town of Holt, Norfolk, sold out in 14 minutes. The sale of 16 new paintings swelled his bank account by £18,200. There are now 680 people on a waiting list for a Kieron original. Art lovers have driven from London to buy his work. Agents buzz around the town. People offer to buy his schoolbooks. The starting price for a simple pastel picture like the one Kieron is sketching? £900…
RTFA. Please. Long, enjoyable tale. A bright young talent with a family that seems capable of keeping him on an even keel.