Purveyor of Bollocks to the Crowned Heads of Europe
Thursday, 12 November 2015
Don't bother to try and find me on Facebook (if you were) because I have taken myself off. A/ I don't trust myself on it, and B/ It was getting very boring - as boring as I was to everyone else. I had to remind myself that I have never been one for parties, but I will miss some of the good jokes to be had there. I won't miss the selfies, though.
I am currently waiting for a photo of a plaster-cast of Canova's marble Hebe figure to be sent to me, and it reminded me of another cast which arrived in my workshop some years ago, sans feet.
This copy was cast in concrete, and I was to replace the feet by modelling them direct onto the metal armatures which stuck out from the severed stumps. I won't bother to go into the technical difficulties of this, just that I needed to know what the original feet looked like so I could model them up as they were.
I searched several libraries in several towns and several search-engines, but could only find dimly-lit, artistic pictures of the thing, so I just modelled them up anyway, and the finished thing left my workshop.
A few weeks later, I happened to go upstairs in the Victoria Gallery, and when I reached the top, I saw the real thing - one of three figures of Hebe carved by Canova - staring me full in the face, and with feet.
For twenty years or more, I had been looking at the top of Hebe's head from my bedroom window just over the road.