14 July 2014

Monday miscellany

Pattern-making with the colour dictionary
(while using it to find colours for a painting)


"We live in a time when we are inundated by images: pictures, language, videos, stories, music, bodies.

"99% of those images are made for one reason: to get you to buy something. We artists are responsible for that tiny sliver of images that can be made for every other possible reason: cultural, spiritual, political, emotional.

"In an age of image overload, this is a sacred responsibility."

from Making Your Life as an Artist by Andrew Simonet - available as a free pdf download here.


The "top 20" animal sculptures in London  don't include my favourite, the horse by Dame Elizabeth Frink on Piccadilly. (Perhaps the fact that it has a rider takes it out of the category "animal sculpture"?) Pigeons foul it, passers-by and coffee-drinkers ignore it ... but it gazes out as though something requiring attention has just occurred.


I'm fascinated by the search terms that lead people to my blog. "Milk in my mind" - ?? - had to check that out - and found an image I recognised, from a post called ... Milk on my mind ... 

Google's selection of images for that search term was rather dire - what better test of my theory that "there's always something interesting to be found" than to find that "something"? So I idly kept scrolling till this came up - wow -
It turns out to be granite (from here) - "Art! Made for you by millions of years of life!"


Drat, missed it


It's been 30 years since smoking was banned in London Underground trains (9 July 1984). I well remember the nastiness of having to go into a smoking carriage when the non-smoking carriages were unsqueezable-into. And smoking was banned on platforms in 1985. But it took till the King's Cross fire of 18 November 1987, and the death of 31 people and life-changing injury to many others, for people to take the smoking ban seriously.
1970s photo by Bob Mazzer
A smoking ban on buses followed - 1991? - it used to be that the top deck held the smokers (and you're still expected to take your dog up there). It took a while for some people to understand "no smoking" and my early-teenage son worried that I'd get beaten up by someone "dying for a cigarette" after telling them off.

Mainline trains became totally smoke-free in 2005.

And now when someone comes inside from a smoke break - smelling like the Underground used to - it's such a nostalgic thing ... (not).


Celia said...

I didn't know there was another one. Ours was partially obscured by trees for a while, and sometimes sports a traffic cone.


Olga Norris said...

I have loved that Frink sculpture for many a decade. I spent time visiting Ely House in Dover Street, when OUP was there and I worked for them, and always associated the man and horse with Aerophlot - their office being where Café Nero is now.

There is another copy in Winchester, - or at least a similar one.