Lowry – last word
Forgot to say the most striking thing to me about the Tate Britain exhibition; how crowded the streets were! Always kids and stray dogs hanging around, great swarms of people fleeing the factory gates or trudging resignedly towards them. Now. most kids are at home on their computers or watching “Game of Thrones” box sets or porn, not hanging round the streets, having a normal childhood and being a nuisance. Bloody good job.
A Field in England
Got a terrible review from Catherine Shoard in the Observer, but she appears to be a lone voice; the others loved it.
I thought the tableaux at the beginning of scenes were great, as well as the black and white, overcast English countryside – just like the fields round Down and Knockholt in Kent; the slow-motion emergence of Whitehead from the tent with a rope round his middle and a terrifying, beatific grin on his face (reminded me of “Jesus Wept!” in Hellraiser); and of course, the psychedelic scene (forerunners: The Colours in “2001”, The planet surface in “Solaris”, the exploding fridge in “Zabriskie Point”, the cemetery scene in “Easy Rider”) all great too, as was the song and the weaponry – those long pistols and the matchlock arquebus. What wasn’t so good was some of the Pegg-Frost type dialogue – an association underlined by the presence of Tyres as the Master. On the whole, brilliant and sent me back to my Fairport Cropredy records.
Life Drawing and Painting
Some time ago, I put some of my life drawings up and I’ve got some more, occasionally showing a hasty error that might prove instructive. When I brought them back from Putney and set them all out in the front room to have a look, I was surprised when a visitor looked in and retreated, clearly embarrassed; not by the dodgy quality, but by the nakedness. Museums and galleries have been full of nude paintings and sculptures for 100’s of years, but still people are shocked occasionally. So – my apologies in advance for any distress caused by the following images.
Forgot to do face.
Head this time.
Forgot the feet.
Face again.
OK that’s it for now – proper blog on Thursday as usual. Come and buy my paintings – the proper ones, not the botched ones above – at Urban Art, Josephine Avenue SW2 next weekend, Sat and Sun, 10.00am – 6.00pm
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