Prolilific, influential, versatile, brilliant, master draftsman, these and hundreds of other congratulations have been heaped
Hockney reaffirms the importance of portraiture in this age of the selfie and the celebrity, he says photography is for celebrities, he prefers to paint his friends, not one portrait is a commission, Hockney invited each sitter personally.
Hockney reaffirms the importance of portraiture in this age of the selfie and the celebrity, he says photography is for celebrities, he prefers to paint his friends, not one portrait is a commission, Hockney invited each sitter personally. The paintings are tightly hung with just a small margin between them, it is very intimate. The dimensions of the portraits are identical, the one chair is shared with each sitter. Hockney’s friends, fellow artists and family all sit so differently against the alternating backgrounds of gitaine or turquoise blue; the aspect of their heads, hand, knees and feet are all unique. The uniformity of the environment shows off their individual sartorial choices: Barry Humphries the comedian wears a trilby, Lord Jacob Rothschild is in a dark Saville Row suit and purplish tie, the only child is eleven year old Rufus Hale in a grey waistcoat and long trousers, Dominique Deroche Yves Saint Laurent ex-secretary wears an elaborate Chinese coat and Rita Pynoos the accomplished weaver and designer of unique acrylic furniture wears a voluptuous red silk skirt, his long-term friend and most frequent lady sitter Celia Birtwell sits slightly perched in the chair. Why Jean-Pierre Goncalves de Lima, his studio manager and project documenter, is the only sitter who has his head in his hands so that his face is not seen is a mystery . Most of the 82 sitters came to the private view, this kaleidoscope of people and Hockney’s virtuoso paint handling of their images has attracted so much attention that it is essential to book an entry time.