Tuesday, 25 November 2008
Sunday, 2 November 2008
2/11/08
Took daughter to Billy Smart's circus on Chingford plain. Saw a trapeze artiste perform a triple somersault. I had only just stopped telling my daughter, with great enthusiasm on my part, about seeing the classic black and white film trapeze, starring Burt Lancaster and Tony Curtis, in which, at the beginning, Lancaster falls from the trapeze, attemping the triple somersault, and cripples himself. He then has to train Tony Curtis to perform this stunt. I thought the triple somersault was Hollywood fantasy; I never thought I would see it for real. My daughter counted the somersaults, but it was too quick for me. No painting today.
Labels:
Autumn,
circus,
tony curtis,
triple somersault
Saturday, 1 November 2008
1/11/08
A better painting day: a painting I thought was lost has been found.Half an hour of ill~considered thrashing about against the clock last week turned out to be a pleasant surprise this week. I never know what will turn up next , which is what keeps me going. The organiser of the studio building keeps making tentative overtures , saying she can help me sell/market myself/apply to the Royal Academy.Only time will tell , but she thinks I need a push if I am ever to get anywhere , and to quote my old friend George Kelpie from Kingston Architecture School of the 1970s, she is not wrong. At the moment I am exhibiting at the William Morris Gallery in Walthamstow, along with several other artists.(See the Inky-Cuttlefish website for details.)
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