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Untiled work by Ben Youdan |
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(spot Austin Spare original plus a portrait of Gerald Gardner by David Johnson) |
I think anybody who has ever been a hunt saboteur probably feels that they have a special connection with foxes. I certainly do even though in my sabbing days I rarely saw one except as an occasional flash of red tearing fearfully across a field pursued by hounds. It took me moving to London to become really familiar with foxes in daily life, I rarely go a few days without seeing one. Some people call them urban foxes as if they moved into our human dominated areas because they liked the takeaway leftovers, but actually I think it's more the fact that we extended our urban areas into their territories and they stuck around.
Anyway here's a few recent foxy encounters-
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Actual fox in New Cross |
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Leonara Carrington - Woman with Fox (seen in the exhibition 'Last Night I dreamed of Manderley' in Alison Jacques Gallery, London, 2025) |
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Jennifer Binnie 'Fox Woman' (seen in her Forest Visions exhibition at Richard Saltoun Gallery, London, 2025) |
In an ArtCornwall interview Forrester has recalled this time in the 1980s:
'I grew up in Stoke Newington and Hackney, and a lot of the paintings...are to do with the nightclubs in the Dalston area, mainly Jah Shaka sound system; mainly the dub reggae sound systems in the early days... I used to go to the London nightclubs and make drawings to the length of a record, which is about 3 or 4 minutes.
So I'll have A1 paper, it's dark, and I can't really see what I'm doing, so I'm going for the movement, the action, the expression of the people. I'll make the drawings, and take them to the studio and use them for making the big paintings in the studio... London was a very active, vibrant, colourful place then. It was cheaper and freer to live there then too. You could squat a house. So I was in a squat for about 5 to 6 years in Clissold Road. It was easier because an artist could have lots of space. And there was an energy there. Particularly the dub nightclubs. Jah Shaka, the Rastafarians, basically they'd dress up, they'd dance and play their monosystems, and I wanted to capture that energy'.
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'it highlights optimism and transformative moments that can alter society' |
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'The rave beckons and the moon shines... A portal brimming with promise. A labyrinth of sound. And in between each laser beam WE is found' (Alicia Charles) |
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Original cassette pack from Urban Shakedown with Randall, Bryan Gee etc. |
Peter Kennard: Archive of Dissent at the Whitechapel Gallery is a retrospective of 50 years of radical image making.
'blast open the continuum of history] - illustration for Guardian article on Walter Benjamin, 1990 |
Radical Photomontage
I've no doubt that it was through discussion of Kennard's work in the left press at this period that I first came across John Heartfield who of course was a big influence on him.
The juxtaposition of images and newspaper clippings was also a feature of punk/post punk sleeve design, such as The Pop Group's 'How much longer do we tolerate mass murder?' (1980)
Possibly my first print political intervention at this time (1980) was sticking up crude photocopied montages around my school (Luton Sixth Form) - 'The Propaganda of Real Life' - with me and my friend Robert F. Not sure how many people read them, but it acted like putting a spell out in the world to find like minded people. Off the back of this somebody invited us to a meeting in Sundon Park where a group of us teenagers set up Luton Peace Campaign, soon to become the Luton branch of the reborn CND.
I am sure many other people were similarly inspired by Kennard, Heartfield and the DIY possibilities of photomontage at this time. Hopefully the Whitechapel exhibition will inspire some even now to pick up scissors and glue.
Peter Kennard: Archive of Dissent at the Whitechapel Gallery, 23 July 2024- 19 January 2025 (admission free)
Judy Chicago 'Revelations' is a retrospective of the artist's work at London's Serpentine gallery. Her feminist imagery is quite familiar to me, such as 'Rainbow Warrior (for Greenpeace)' which depicts a Goddess figure seemingly protecting the creatures of the sea. It was painted in 1980, five years before Greenpeace's Rainbow Warrior ship was blown up by the French state while protesting against a nuclear test.
This was the night of Beltane and we were here to celebrate the Mother. We made a Beltane-fire carefully so as not to damage the mound and then gathered to discuss a possible ritual. By now, we had been joined by the American wise woman/witch, Starhawk' [who] 'suggested that we cast a circle, call in the elements, ground ourselves and dance the spiral dance. We danced and drummed and chanted'
At the end of the procession on 4th May they 'cut holes through the fences and snaked our way into the stones across the field, all the while singing Return to the Mother while police and tourists looked sheepishly on. Our number had by now increased since many women had come from London, Bristol and other nearby places to join us just for the weekend. Once within Stonehenge, we gave the ancient stone-beings loving care and energies and danced for hours amongst them; we meditated, sang, lit candles and dreamed.
Many pagans and people of the Craft have a love for the land and a reverence for the Earth, but many too do not realise that this is not enough and that one must also take political direct action against those that ill-treat and exploit Her. It was this understanding that fired the women on our walk'.
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The exhibition at Beaconsfield gallery, 11 June to 10 September 2022 |
Some musical/dance images from Kelvingrove Art Gallery and Museum, which I visited this weekend:![]() |
'Melody' by Kellock Brown (1894) |
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'Music' designed by David Gauld, made by Hugh McCulloch & Co., Glasgown (c.1891) |
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Angel musician, detail from 'The Coronation of the Blessed Virgin' by Harry Clarke (1923) - a stained glass window originally designed for a convent in Dowanhill, Glasgow |
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The Dance of Spring by E.A. Hornel (1864-1933) |