One of my tasks today has been to select a couple of pictures for a group exhibition at the South Square Centre, which will celebrate twenty years of the Unit 9 group. I’ve decided to put in one picture which dates from roughly that time and a relatively recent one. (Both of them, by coincidence, … Read more
I like to listen to music while I’m cooking dinner. It’s usually my opportunity to hear things which don’t go down too well with my wife. There is “cooking music” and there is “dinner music”, and they are quite different. Anyway: tonight I chose to listen to one of my Bob Dylan discs. The track … Read more
I was sent today the catalogue of an artist whose name is new to me. Sean Jefferson, however, I recognised immediately as someone whose work invites a lot of attention. If his paintings were works of literature perhaps they would be identified as “magical realism”. He invites us into a strange dreamlike world which suggested … Read more
Last week I commented on the slowness of the pace of cultural change, and the time it seems to take for ideas to percolate down to become a part of common awareness. I was prompted to think about this further this afternoon. While I was making dinner I was listening to one of my Bob … Read more
For the first time since I began to make painting my main activity I have received an invitation to apply for an exhibition from the organisers, instead of my having to initiate the approach. I like to think that this could be significant. Another “first” of a different kind turned up in my facebook page … Read more
While playing our evening round of Scrabble tonight my wife and I were talking, and somehow or another the Beatles came up. She actually attended a concern at the Bradford Gaumont, I think in 1963. I was in Canada at that time, and remember that it was not until I returned to the UK in … Read more