Masterclass with Paolozzi- 1996
Were you on the Masterclass with Eduardo Paolozzi in 1996?
Would you like to contribute to a book about the 10 days we spent with him?
If so contact me – Ann Shaw-
email- annshaw@mac.com, or text/mobile-07543 671260 or through my web-site: www.annshaw.co.uk
Meanwhile I am putting up extracts from my own diary with him.
Day One:
We are just digesting this when a tired, heavy-built old man, looking more like a blacksmith, wanders in.
It’s Paolozzi.
We are just digesting this when a tired, heavy-built old man, looking more like a blacksmith, wanders in.
It’s Paolozzi.
“I have been up since 5 o
clock this morning,” he growls sitting in the empty seat next to me.
Geraldine rushes to get him a cup of coffee.
He takes it without a word of thanks. “I
was wondering what you had in mind for our students.” Geraldine is the epitome
of Edinburgh politeness.
Paolozzi snarls, without bothering to look
at her: “I am not going to be pushed around by you or anybody."
An uneasy silence falls over the café. “Get
back to the studio. I will see you in five minutes.”
We shuffle to our feet and walk back. Nobody
speaks.
A few minutes later he
joins us and without any social niceties launches straight into a history of 20th
century art, until he sees Geraldine lurking in a corner.
“ Surrealism was a major force…” he stops. “You
can get back to your office and do some more faxes, or whatever it is that you
do.”
Geraldine leaves trying to make a joke of
her dismissal: “I know when I’m not wanted.”
My throat is dry. I swallow. What have I let
myself in for? There are no chairs. We stand for one hour while Paolozzi launches
into a lecture on modem art.