David Byrne was in town recently staying at Artangel’s A Room For London, in a boat perched on the roof of the Queen Elizabeth Hall on the Southbank. Whilst he was there he made some field recordings, the result of which can be seen here, along with lots more on this extraordinary website.
At Le Poisson Rouge
Dear Chris, Here are some drawings for the blog of Sam Amidon and Bill Frisell last Wednesday, March 21st, at Le Poisson Rouge on Bleecker Street in Greenwich Village. They played a selection of old American folk songs and two by Charles Ives, songs about love, death, murder and working with the steel driving crew, and a short life of troubles. Le Poisson Rouge is a small club ‘Serving Art & Alcohol’, good food and sublime music. I hope all’s well at the Rowley Gallery. It’s sunny but chilly here today. Warmest wishes, Chris. Continue reading “At Le Poisson Rouge”
For Terry Frost
We just started selling a greetings card with this image, Life Is Just A Bowl Of Cherries, by Terry Frost. I was touched when I saw it, it was his catch phrase, he was always saying it. Sometimes he even sang it. He was a great enthusiast. Click here for a joyous photo of Terry, and for some sweet paintings, and for a few nice words.
1937 (painting)
This was my favourite from the Mondrian & Nicholson exhibition. It is from the Courtauld Gallery’s permanent collection and very likely the inspiration for the In Parallel exhibition. There is a gentle spiralling movement to the forms in this hard-edged but soft-toned painting by Ben Nicholson. It brings to mind The Snail by Henri Matisse, though that came 16 years later. Continue reading “1937 (painting)”
In Parallel
This is a lovely exhibition. Two artists working side by side, each intent on being unique, but inevitably enjoying each other’s echoes. Mondrian||Nicholson:In Parallel at the Courtauld Gallery. Continue reading “In Parallel”
In Regents Park
We put the clocks forward last weekend for British Summer Time and it worked. Suddenly it’s summer, in March. Today the temperature was as high as 23 Centigrade in London, that’s about 75 Fahrenheit. There are no leaves on the trees yet, but there is blossom everywhere. Here are two paintings by Mary Kuper of cherry blossom in Regents Park. Continue reading “In Regents Park”
Elgin Blossoms
Seeing Paul Finn’s Spring Blossoms Umbria reminded me of this painting, Elgin Crescent, Spring, Cherry by Isobel Johnstone, painted from her window down by Ladbroke Grove. Something similar is happening here with the interrupted view through the branches, and the tangle of foreground and background. The streets hereabouts are bursting with blossom now; I can see magnolia and cherry and forsythia. In this little painting I can also see Pollock and Tobey and Mondrian.
Spring Blossoms Umbria
Spring Blossoms Umbria 2011 was started last year after visiting Orvieto again. A fine meal at L’Etrusca followed by a long walk into the fields surrounding Orvieto kick-started this one. In some ways it is a little different to the others in that it has a sense of being “in” the landscape as opposed to looking at a place from a distance. Looking through trees onto fields has created interesting tensions between flatness, illusion, realism, abstraction, pattern and surface. Although I will continue to make paintings of places there is something very interesting happening in Spring Blossoms Umbria. Continue reading “Spring Blossoms Umbria”
My Work
Well, after delivering some new work to The Rowley Gallery, I made it home in one go from Kensington back to the North East. Last time I got lost but kept coming back to the same place near Holland Park, three times! Try that with a Sat Nav! The drive home up the A1 was better than the outward journey and after some uninspiring, dour weather the sun came out later in the afternoon, bathing the landscape in golden winter light. Continue reading “My Work”
A Wee Book Of British Folklore
The postman just brought me this little catalogue of British folk heroes compiled by Jonny Hannah. Jolie Holland shares the same initials so she can sing along – Mad Tom Of Bedlam. Continue reading “A Wee Book Of British Folklore”