There was a period in the early 1960s when my parents had a television (in those days you rented) and one of the programs I liked to watch was All Our Yesterdays produced by Granada Television. It was a look back in time based on the newsreel footage of that week twenty-five years ago – a week-by-week journey through the…
1943 I think about Morandi painting on top of a hill surrounded by fascism, I think about Picabia finding inspiration in soft-porn magazines on the Côte d’Azur, I think about Marinetti returning sick from the Russian Front, I think about Duchamp playing chess in his New York apartment, I think about Ronald Searle POW in the Kwai jungle, I think…
A recent visit to Montreal found us at the MAC Musée d’Art Contemporain de Montréal Fortified with coffee and breakfast treats at Olive et Gourmando on Rue St. Paul, we walked up Rue Saint-Pierre and onto Rue de Bleury to Rue Sainte-Catherine. We managed to miss the entrance – even though it was right in front of us – but nonetheless…