The character of Jules Winfield from Pulp Fiction came to mind for some reason or the other. Quality or what? I wouldn't mess with him. Plus here are a couple of David Hockney paintings from recent years where our man has revisited his Yorkshire roots, paintbrush in hand. Unsurprisingly, the colours are less exuberant than his Californian stuff.
Friday, 18 June 2010
Something for the weekend...
Our man in front of Bigger Trees Near Warter (2007). I like Hockney. I can recognise a fellow member of the Yorkshire awkward squad when I see one. This last picture isn't a recent Yorkshire landscape. It's from 1977 and is of a couple of elderly Yorkshire persons - his parents. It's full of warmth and affection. I like.