What a great idea is a salad of words. Word salad. The OED says ‘a confused or unintelligible mixture of seemingly random words or phrases, specifically (in psychiatry) as a form of speech indicative of advanced schizophrenia’. Much very my tea of cup!
Just writing a piece about 1968 and children’s book illustration (https://children68.hypotheses.org/124). I was two in 1968 and Flower power coloured my upbringing. The interesting thing was how it hung around beyond the hippy era. In Medway – where my roots lie – the blossoms of the 1980s were tough and perverse little weeds.
I call these drawings Present-tense drawings as they are made from flying, on-the-hoof thoughts, very much in the moment.
A few years ago, Jacques Lecoq’s wonderful text ‘Le Corps Poetique’ (which reflects on teaching physical theatre) made me see the body afresh as a superbly expressive tool. I made some drawings about flirtation as a result. Here, the first couple are mutually captivated; the second turn inwards and away; the third show off their mutual balancing act; and the final trio are locked in self-conscious hesitation.
Alexander Calder is a hero of mine. I have just made a colouring sheet based on his wiry way of drawing.
