I turned fifty today. I don’t feel like I’m running out of time, but I figure the Rolling Stone’s song doesn’t exactly apply to me now. I heard a guy on the news today, a baseball coach, who was coming out of retirement to coach his old team. They asked if at 80, he could do the job. He said “my driver’s license says I’m eighty, but I’m not”. Words to live by.
The first illustration was based on the rough. The second was a revision to make the illustration more medical looking. I like the first one, to me it’s more dramatic and heroic.
Semir Zeki, professor of Neuroaesthetics at the University College in London shows that art stimulates the same centres in your brain that are activated when you fall in love. I always knew art was a feel-good occupation, I just always thought it was for the creators.
When Hitler started destroying Europe, he had vey few vocal critics. John Heartfield (Helmut Herzfeld) was adept at telling the world what Hitler was up to. His medium was photo collage which–before photoshop–was a difficult medium to master. Here’s a great brief on his work.