I must admit to having been, maybe only on rare occasions, one of those men; sitting in a group and ogling women walking past. I do feel ashamed, and a sense of complicity. Perhaps that’s why the male gaze and the #metoo movement have become recurring themes in my recent work; maybe I’m seeking redemption. In my defence, I grew up when Miss World and Benny Hill were primetime family viewing.
I was particularly interested in painting something based on The Judgement of Paris, because it is such an outrageous anachronism in the present moral climate.
Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
I’ve started work on a series of headless nudes. It’s a development of some figure studies I have been working on. I was interested in seeing to what extent a sense of the sitter’s identity could be conveyed if, first, they were stripped of their clothes, and then, as in the case with this painting, their heads were cropped from the painting.
I had a life drawing session with a new model last weekend. I want to start collecting material for a new series of paintings, where the model is set within a domestic environment, in natural poses; either relaxing, bathing or doing chores. It’s a return to a theme I worked on about ten years ago.
The sitting went well enough. As it turned out, we didn’t move out of the kitchen, as the light was so good in there.