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Saturday 7 February 2015
Thieving Bar Stewards.
In about 1970-ish I bought 3 very beautiful round antique gilded frames at a jumble sale. They had an interior diameter of about 40 cms, and cost me very little.
Over the following few weeks I amused myself by painting 3 round, dark, brooding, self-portraits in the style of Rembrandt. I later aged the pictures by applying various old fashioned varnishes etc. When framed and hung they looked extremely old and convincing.
But Art Colleges in the UK are renowned for being the hunting grounds of pilferers, and my three paintings soon disappeared.
I've always wondered who it was who half-inched them (I suspected one of my tutors), but more so; what happened to them?
I quite imagine that they are now hanging in some smart sitting or dining room, being shown-off as early portraits of ancestors by an unknown Dutch master; unless someone tried to 'clean' them.
HEY ..... I'M BACK ..........
*Hi, I've been very absent haven't I ? My life has taken a bit of a turn
as, after my husbands chest infection, he has deteriorated. I have to look
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I was born just south of London, but for the past 50 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live between an ancient cottage in a tiny village in perfectly tranquil French countryside, and a bijou townhouse in Brighton UK. In France we have plenty of fruit trees, all situated amongst a view that takes the breath away, in the UK we have a handkerchief sized patio. We also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
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