Drawings are the start of all the other artistic activities I do. They are often made sitting in fields. Here are a couple of anecdotes….
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on the back of which I had perched all day travelling through Guinea Bissau
with several African riders also on board, stopped at the border of Guinea
Conakry. We were held up there for hours waiting to go through. All there
was to see were a few shacks and border officials with rifles, the never-ending
bush and numerous other lorries, cars and taxis, also waiting.
Thinking I might as well make a drawing, sat under a tree and settled down to draw. It depicted a scene of Africans squatting next to little bonfires they had lit to cook food, while goats and chickens wandered around, a very ordinary scene for Africa.
The drawing was coming along nicely, when one of the soldiers came up to watch from behind. After a while he told me to give him the drawing. He took it then with a cool, indifferent expression, tore it in half.
My disturbed protestations only procured the explanation that I was a spy and that my work should be destroyed.
Drawing: ‘Conakry Border Post.’ Confiscated January 1991.
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Drawing: ‘After the Harvest, The Wolds’ September 2011.