Getting ready for travelling when BLM takes over.

9th July 2020 0

‘Everyone’s getting on their bikes,’ said a voice from the radio. I walked to my first cycling lesson up the middle of Oxford High Street once clogged with cars now deserted as a cityscape by Giorgio de Chirico. A bus driver slouched against the college wall, everything still apart from cyclists joyfully zipping up and down towards the Magdalen Bridge … [Read on]

A Stark Warning

7th July 2020 11

David Starkey blotted his copybook again, allowing one foolish word, ‘damn’ in a fifty-minute interview which of course got picked up by the left- wing cohorts eager to destroy him and all those like him. Of course, he shouldn’t have said ‘blacks’ either, but ‘black people,’ or better still ‘people of colour,’ or better still not mentioned them at all. … [Read on]

‘Culture’ now means black. White culture has been abolished

9th June 2020 9

I like the idea of further study but didn’t expect to have a whole new learning suddenly required of me. Like many I am struggling to keep up; it began on Friday June 5th when registered nurse Carol Cooper told BBC Woman’s Hour about something very like genocide. Just back from the Birmingham Black Lives Matter demonstration, she described the … [Read on]

The Abolition of the White Male Artist

23rd May 2020 28

My art magazine has a feature about Josephine Hopper. You might not have heard of her but may know her husband, Edward, famous for his lonely, dissociative style, best known for his 1942 painting, Nighthawks showing a late-night diner. He painted Jo about 3,000 times. Her painting career declined as his rose and she became his muse. Hopper said she … [Read on]

Climate Agonistes

7th May 2020 15

‘The world is in a mess, politics and taxes and people grinding axes, no happiness; zoom, zoom, zoom.’  Slap That Bass, performed by Fred Astaire in the 1937 film, Shall We Dance. Like most people I’ve been zooming about like a rocket; on screen life-drawing, portrait painting, church and neighbour meetings, and as like many middle-class women I’d like to … [Read on]

When We Walk Free Again

13th April 2020 17

No one knows how this thing will end, but we conjecture, all the time. A bit like death; if only knew exactly when, we would know what to do with ourselves now. I can only look forward to a time when depilating my legs will no longer be the highlight of the day, when I can go outside to paint … [Read on]

Tin foil hats, cunning men, fortune tellers and astrologers.

9th April 2020 5

Day 16    The Wuhan Wet Market Papers.                                             09/04/2020 Death toll tops 7,000. Boris is still with us. I visited my corner shop yesterday, succumbing to a faintly suicidal urge, that strange mix of elation and apprehension many of us feel at the moment. It does seem strange even now that going to a shop can be a lethal decision, but … [Read on]

Diary of the Chinese Pestilence

2nd April 2020 0

Day 15   April 1st        The Chinese Virus is affecting the Brains of Old Ladies. Hospital death toll up by 563 to 2,352 – 31% up on yesterday. The original plan for today was a portrait group this afternoon, and the first of a series of ‘2020 Climate Change Seminars,’ tonight in the local church hall, under such headings as, ‘Climate … [Read on]

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