Hello Reader It’s three weeks since the 'Magnolias of Hampstead' exhibition at Burgh House.
Been a bit of a whirlwind, wrapping paintings very carefully, arranging couriers: ​ ​ and... . . . [ after an agonising wait ] . . . ...receiving confirmation that the deliveries arrived in one piece: ​ ​ There's something extremely satisfying about seeing these magnolias settling into their new homes. *** The exhibition itself feels like a bit of a dream now. I keep thinking about conversations
​ In this email I wanted to show lots of photos. But if I were to show all the pics I want to show this email would become T E R R I B L Y H U G Eand it would probably end up in your spam or whatever, so I put lots of photos together into a fast-moving GIF instead (below). Apologies in advance if this kind of thing makes your eyes boggle. Otherwise: enjoy! ​ ​ Many people, including some who receive this newsletter, have asked about prints of specific images. Tomorrow, I'll send details of a new limited edition print series I've been preparing in response to these requests. Till then... JPF P.S. If you couldn't make it to the exhibition, don't worry - tomorrow's email will include all the artwork and their stories. Looking forward to sharing it all with you. ​ ​ |
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Today’s date: 25 March 2025 Hello Reader This is the January newsletter for Special Projects members. Thank you for being one. Here’s a drawing of my friends Jo and Steve, at the gallery where I showed my magnolia prints and original paintings in Feb. I asked them to pose in echo of a well known Hockney painting, Mr and Mrs Clark and Percy. Various reasons: I wanted to make a picture while my magnolia pictures were on the gallery walls, as a kind of reminder to myself in years to come of how...
This woman, in this room? Unimaginable just four years ago. She was in prison, in Iran. And - more trivially - I couldn’t have dreamed that I would be doing a solo show of my art. (Hello Reader. This is my newsletter.) You may recall that in 2021 Nazanin Zaghari-Ratcliffe’s husband Richard went on hunger strike outside the Foreign Office in London. He was protesting at the UK government’s failure to get his wife released. I went to see him. I wasn’t on assignment or anything. It was just me,...
A weird thing happened after I booked the venue for my solo art show: blood drained from my fingers, turning them yellow. They tingled painfully. I took photos to show my wife: After an hour, the blood rushed back and the fingertips went purple. (Hello Reader. This is my newsletter.) If you don’t know already, I’m doing my first-ever solo art show, at a gallery in Hampstead. I’ve loved it, but also panicked a lot. I think that must explain the fingertip thingy. Tomorrow is the last day....