Danger: Artist at Work
Any national gallery worth its salt will contain a room of 17th Century still-life paintings, a great many of them by Flemish artists, gilt-framed glimpses into the opulence of the Dutch Golden Age where you can cast your eye over tables teeming with cornucopias of fruit, slumped pheasant and partridge, cooked lobster and the occasional drooping swan.
Field Notes
Sunday afternoon.
Boots already given an outdoor knocking of barkled sole to red brick.
Fresh bread. Red bush. All set.
Loughborough Echoes
During the mid-1990s, marooned back in my sleepy hometown after stints in the cultural epicentres of Cambridge and Glasgow, I was grateful to the Loughborough Echo for giving my brain a workout as a freelance arts reviewer. From local amateur dramatics to Dixieland jazz in village pubs, two Queen tribute bands at the Town Hall […]