Bowled over by Blake

I’m back in Bradford again having returned from our “culture rustling” raid on London. We spent a good part of this morning at the wonderful exhibition of the work of William Blake, at the Tate Gallery. It really was a tremendous experience, covering all aspects of his life and work. I was exhausted by the … Read more

Why paint?

It’s a good question, posed either generally or personally. The reason it’s on my mind is that my wife asked me yesterday why I paint. When we discussed her question it became clear that she didn’t have in mind some notion of a general capacity for aesthetic experience, but something rather more specific than that. … Read more