Monday, 25 November 2013
Houghton Revisted
*****(yes it was that good)
Arrived early on a Sunday Morning to catch the last day of of Houghton Revisited, before the paintings are boxed and shipped back to the Hermitage. Was this a once in a lifetime chance to see these works in their original setting? Did Catherine the Great get the art bargain of the millennium when acquiring Sir Robert Walpole's extraordinary collection?...the answer is surely yes to both questions.
Whilst waiting for the doors to open a local woman complained she had driven twelve miles that morning and why wasn't there a restaurant open for coffee. Trumping this, a couple said they had come up from London the night before especially to see the exhibition. Then it was the turn of a short, immaculately dressed man, speaking nonchalantly in a New York drawl, they had come over the pond from New York just yesterday...all was silent. I smirked and continued to draw the swelling crowd.
Sunday, 3 November 2013
Einstein seen in Liverpool
It's not often I visit the Walker and fail to draw from one of the paintings...but today it was the silhouetted bronze of Albert Einstein, set against the large gallery windows, that caught my attention.
Sunday, 28 July 2013
If only Mancunian men were this good...

Looking closely at 'Italian Women in Church', one is reminded of how wonderful a painter Susan Isabel Dacre was. One of the Manchurian suffragettes she, along with Annie Swynnerton, founded The Manchester Society of Women Artists in 1876. Ford Madox Brown is perhaps the only man to come close.
Friday, 26 July 2013
Poor Clym
After returning from that 'rookery of pomp and vanity' that is Paris, poor Clym falls for and weds Eustacia, looses his sight, and ends up cutting furze-faggot to earn but a few shillings. Its a Hardy life when natives return to Wessex.
Sunday, 21 July 2013
Macduff 1 Branagh 0
***
Even after 24 hrs. Branagh's Macbeth has failed to improve in the mind. Perhaps it might have been different if it were a 'real play which I see before me' (rather than NT live), but I suspect I have become too much the modernist; these traditional productions full of sound and fury, signifying nothing (little) for me today. Lady Macbeth and the witches also disappoint, although Macduff was wonderful.
BLOG RESUMPTION...but not much to tell
During a Sunday morning visit to the Manchester Art Gallery I am, 'quite literally', confronted by MIF sponsored contemporary trash. My favourite was the interactive exhibit which included a pile of brooms and the opportunity for gallery visitors to clean the floor...who says austerity is leading to cuts in gallery funding.
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