Rowley Gallery Blog
When Howard Phipps first showed me this engraving it seemed to refer to a type of oak wood more familiar from France or Spain. I was so intrigued by it that I asked if he might write something for us, and here is his reply: Continue reading “Wistman’s Wood”
A mint condition 1966 record sleeve, of thick cardboard typical of US albums of the time, with eyeconic psychedelic artwork by John Cleveland. It is set in a deep bevelled mount with an incongruously rustic frame, seen here sitting on an easel. I veneered three faces of the moulding with a gnarly oak burr, then stained it and finished with French polish. Continue reading “Strange Meeting”
At The Rowley Gallery we just rehung the back wall with Elisabeth Lecourt’s map-dresses. They look fantastic. We’ve had her work for a while but not had the chance to see them altogether until now. They seem almost magical in the way she creates one thing out of another thing, the transformation from map to dress to metaphor. Continue reading “Address As A Dress”
Joseph Silcott came to see us today and reminded me that Valentine’s Day is not far away. How could I forget? He arrived with six new pieces, two of which are shown here. The first, L.O.V.E. Love, gives a deferential nod to Robert Indiana and is named after a song by Al Green. Continue reading “Sweet Nothings”
Dei Gaztelumendi is a young Spanish illustrator from San Sebastian. This is a fascinating time lapse film of him at work, showing the process from pencil drawn sketch through Adobe Creative Suite and all the host of computer manipulation and enhancements that are now part of the vocabulary of slick graphic illustration. Norman Rockwell would have loved it.
A postcard sent to us by Christopher Corr, from the Out Of This World exhibition at the British Library last year. Continue reading “The Man From Mars”
There’s been a lot in the media recently about 2012 being the year of apocalypse or some sort of catastrophic change predicted in the Mayan calendar. Last summer, instead of our usual holiday to Gozo where I paint my beach scenes, we house-swapped for three weeks in the French Pyrenean town of Quillan and discovered the neighbouring village of Bugarach. Property prices there have gone sky high after thousands of people flocked to the area believing the nearby mountain to be the only place on earth to be spared this ‘apocalypse’. Apparently in 2011, the local mayor began voicing fears to the international press that the small town would be overwhelmed by thousands of visitors in 2012, even suggesting he may call in the army. Continue reading “A Taste Of Apocalypse”
This is weird. Straightaway Kensington rooftops then a glimpse through a window, as if I’d seen it before. These people are familiar. We see them on the street, in the newsagent, in those boots sometimes, shuffling. Why the hawk? A Peregrine Falcon? Keen eyes and full of energy. I had no idea this film existed until I stumbled upon it today, so now I will share it. Continue reading “For Lucian Freud”
On a recent visit to the Wallace Collection I was lucky enough to get to see inside the lecture theatre on the lower ground floor, where they display some of their historic collection of picture frames. Many of them original frames for paintings on the floors above, now exhibited in new frames. Continue reading “Wallace Collection Frames”
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