Updated: Apr 9
I went along with my older sister at the impressionable age of 15 to see the new Pink Floyd movie The Wall. Bang! Two hours later I had found my love of art, movies and progressive rock. I must admit I barely see it as a linear movie, more a series of live action clips to give some continuity and storyline between mind-blowing animations and classic Floyd sons. There is a speed and frantic nature in the way he works which I love, along with an incomprehensible passion, bordering on anger in every stroke. Despite being lucky enough to see Gerald Scarfe’s exhibition of works at the Millennium Dome during its existence, I found I had issues with seeing his work created at 3D pieces, at least in the way it was presented. They seemed to lose all the energy of the drawing and seemed (quite obviously I suppose if a picture is a moment of captured time) to be rather more static.