oil and acrylic on collaged canvas, 50 x 50 cm

I have at last heeded the advice of my dear friend Daphne Wright, who did the MFA at Northumbria with me back in 1990, to go back to where I was in the 90’s with my painting, to the self portrait. Suddenly, on seeing Aubrey Levinthall’s paintings at Ingleby gallery, I got a clue as to where I could go with this. I had already made a start with my painting Waiting for Bonnard

and of course Bonnard’s almost invisible figures, usually Marta his wife, in his interiors, are one way of doing this. Here the recumbent figure is merely hard to read at first amongst the busyness of cushion, the patterned rug and blanket.