David Hockney RIP
I think the announcement of David Hockney's death merits its own thread.
I remember the first time I saw Mr and Mrs Clark and Percy I felt it really captured the time and place. Years later I saw it again and it still summed up being a teenager who hung out in that bit of London, not that I moved in such exulted circles.
I remember the first time I saw Mr and Mrs Clark and Percy I felt it really captured the time and place. Years later I saw it again and it still summed up being a teenager who hung out in that bit of London, not that I moved in such exulted circles.
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RIP to the master. Some really great art, never overhyped.
AFF
https://www.thecambridgecritique.com/home/2022/3/16/david-hockney-at-the-fitzwilliam-museum
Very few artists can do that, even the good ones.
(*) I can't really think of a nice way to say it, but, unlike when I watch a film set in, say, New York, watching a film set in LA never makes me think "Gee, it would be interesting to live there." Maybe connected to my general dislike of warm places. I do like Joan Didion, though she's more about California generally.
David Hockney was three years above my father in law John at Bradford Grammar. I mentioned this to a friend before we dropped in to visit John a couple of years ago.
Me: We went to Salts Mill earlier, John. I was telling P that you were at school with him.
P: That’s amazing. What was he like?
John: He was always in trouble. Never finished his work. And he was very untidy.
[slight pause while we wait for John to say “but of course he was a genius”. He doesn’t.]