Being cast away on a tropical island has its
disadvantages. Other than local fare, the
world of concerts, plays and exhibitions is thousands of miles away. It is difficult to keep pace with developments
in the arts and until the advent of the internet, well-nigh impossible.
These days, thanks to the world-wide-web, I can make the virtual best
of it. When I sketched the Northern and
English Ballet fifteen years ago, the inspirational Ballet Black http://balletblack.co.uk/ didn’t
exist. My next visit to the UK will be
timed to tie in with one of their performances.
In similar vein, nowhere in my fifty-year old collection
of LP’s will you find recordings of the virtuoso jazz violinist Regina Carter. In those days, she didn’t exist. If you hear of a painter and sculptor walking
on water it’s me, determined to get to one of her concerts. In the meantime, here she is at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YAU5QSYmUsk
I can even search and find a rare and lost Stan Kenton
and June Christy 10” LP that includes the song that I’ve used for my title. I suspect I’ll find it on my brother’s shelf
of LP’s.
Today’s sketch is one of a series that I made
of the Northern Ballet at rehearsals.
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