I recently purchased this etching from the family of Raymond Fawcett executed in 1964. It's title is 'Events in the day of a typist's life'. One struggles to find the events in the events the title suggests. There is a view of a woman dressing (or undressing), what looks to be a keypad of some kind but the other symbolic references have defeated me so far.
All of that though does not matter. It is a fabulous, enigmatic picture that makes you think which is exactly what art should always do.
This oil on paper abstract still life was painted in the late 1950's when the artist was living in London. The arrangement of shapes and forms draw you into the painting and the colours make it exciting and vibrant.
Harry Walton was a gifted artist who could turn his hand from portraiture to landscape to big narrative subjects, such as the holocaust which obsessed him in the later years of his life.
He lived and works in Leicestershire and he ploughed his own furrow, he was so single minded in his approach to art that it really overtook his life and his work is a testament to his capabilities.
He became interested in abstraction in the 1950’s and this piece of work from the late 50’s early 60’s, is a transition period back from abstraction to realism. He called it Regeneration and it shows a tree stump or log with a fungus growing from it and flowers and plants in the process of growing. A great picture.
Born in 1917 in Poland, Halima Nalecz came to Britain after the war and was horrified to find that you couldn't buy Modern Art of any description on Bond Street. To rectify this she opened her own gallery which she called The Drian Galleries - A homage to the artist Piet Mondrian who was one of her heroes.
Amsterdam has a wealth of museums; The Van Gogh, The Rijksmuseum, Anne Frank’s house, Rembrandt’s house to name a few. You can spend days, if not weeks touring round them all and still have more to see. However, the one great gem in Amsterdam is the Stedelijk Museum which holds a fantastic collection of 20th Century Art.
I first met the artist Frank Beanland on a cold December day back in 1999. I then had an art gallery in the lovely little Suffolk market town of Bungay. I was looking out of the window and curiously a man was cycling down the street with what looked like a large tube strapped to his back. He got off the bike outside the shop, walked in and said ‘Are you interested in buying any paintings as I’m an artist?’
This is a great example of a 1950's image by an artist whose individual style is easily recognised. John Preston Goddard took simple images and landscapes adding his own twist to the subject matter.
This is one of the earliest works by the collaborative artists Cornford & Cross.
I firmly believe that artists produce some of their finest work at Art School when their mind can range freely without the need to impress or be commercial.
This fascinating piece from their time studying shows all of these facets.
John Stocks @ AM Fine Art