Showing posts with label France. Show all posts
Showing posts with label France. Show all posts

Friday, May 1, 2015

April in Britain and France: Part One: London

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 Hampstead Heath, oil on card, 18 x 16 cm   SOLD




 Berkeley Square, North side, oil on card, 17.5 x 17 cm   AVAILABLE


The colours here are gaudier than is truly the case



 Here are my first offerings from April's painting trip, which took me from Brazil to London, then to Paris, to Scotland, Somerset and back to Brazil via London.

London is not a good painting city. It lacks dramatic landscapes. The weather is both bland and unpredictable and the season changes lack force. The architecture is often good, but is also often fussy or indecisive, as is the street plan which rarely accommodates grandeur. And the city is uncontained,  rolling lazily in from endless suburbs and shires, undefined.

At the same time it lacks the sort of street life that makes Morocco, say, fascinating. In London, the private is utterly hidden. It cannot be intimate with you. It's true that you can sometimes get interesting views into the backs of people's gardens from railway lines but its hard ever to be able to find a place to paint them. And they aren't that fascinating anyway.

I never really "got" London, though I lived there for ten years, I seldom found it mysterious or enchanting except in old books or through the eyes of others such as writers like Ian Sinclair or painters such as Auerbach, though I came to love the more obscure stretches of Kensington and Bayswater. But most of it makes me shrug my shoulders.




Princes Square, Bayswater, oil on card, 14.5 x 16 cm  - available




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Many thanks to Lise and Felix for their generous hospitality in Westbourne Grove.


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Thursday, June 5, 2014

James McBey in Morocco; travel in late January 2015

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This map is taken from the enjoyable book (below). I shall try to go to some of the same places next year. It`s delightful to be able to follow in the tracks of fellow Aberdonian painter. It seems he largely worked in cities near Tangier, none of which I have yet been to. 

But there is a difficulty with painting in the north of Morocco in winter, which is that it rains a lot. Given that, it might be better to spend only a few days there, sightseeing mainly, then proceed further south-west to paint in Meknes, Casablanca, El Jadida, Safi and Marrakesh and the mountains again.





Below is my schematic map of my big journey to escape the summer heat of Brazil and enjoy life and make art. I shall try to take about six or seven weeks away, and visit my sister and her family in the Loire, as well as London and Paris.





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