To enter a shop alone as a mid-twentieth century child is as complex as a peace treaty. They are not friendly spaces. They have codes as mysterious as going unarmed into the liar of a wild animal, challenged to fight in a duel, ordered to dance a minuet, negotiate a treaty, perform a ritual of gift exchanges in a foreign land and language
How a female artist’s art school notes are obscured by motherhood in the 1970s ‘Our Generation’ is the subtext of my work, women artists of the 1970s reclaiming our place in popular culture. I am preparing another theme for Our … Read More
My postcards included in Above and Below exhibition show photographs of me as a small child taken in Brixham. The original images were taken on Brixham Harbourside and Mansands Beach Brixham in the late 1950s and 1960s. I have collaged … Read More
In my adolescence, I visited the artist in a London flat. There was a room designated for the studio; I could not smell turps or white spirit; I could not see a Francis Bacon tsunami licking the prosaic off the … Read More
In 2021 I was asked to contribute to an exhibition in Hereford. I researched the year 1971 for the painting ‘The anchorhold 1971’ I used a version of a toy theatre and painted anchorholds in the theatre boxes, women kept … Read More
I love the local art community, its supportive embrace and its enthusiasm. I am its loyal advocate and standard bearer. I’m also a member of Torbay Culture Board and as such I’m its representative but also its challenger, critic and questioner. I … Read More
Writer’s block He starts at five o clock, a soaking wet rosy fingered dawn has touched the sky and he is reading old letters to dead friends, memories to expand and fill his book of lists called BLOCKS. … Read More
Good Housekeeping (Death Changes the Landscape) So far it’s about: gender, role play, stereo types, traditions of the last generation, wearing the wrong clothes, wanting to wear men’s clothes, expectations, aspirations, sex, angst, drama, loss, South Sea Bubble suits, kipper … Read More
One summer in the early sixties, three children travelled approximately 1,400 miles in the back of a mini to visit an artist. In the grove the artist was installing a sculpture exhibition. The children and their parents had come, with … Read More
One day in about 1966 two artists visited the art supply shop below the Overgang at the harbourside in Brixham. The younger artist knew the king of art mediums is oil. With linseed oil, turps, scratchy brushes and canvas, this … Read More
As children we would visit artists and artists would visit us; it was part of the ebb and flow of our lives. They rarely said they were artists because they mostly came as mothers and fathers and we played with … Read More
Here is a remarkable conceptualist drawing. The drawing is immaculate and drawn by a child I conceived; I think it is better than anything Tracey Emin’s ever done, child or grown up. It might even be better than Pot Family … Read More