Hockney again

I’ve just been grazing through a book of David Hockney’s drawings from the late 1960’s early 1970’s. They were shockingly familiar because I had bought the first Hockney book – a significant expense and my first major art book purchase. What was strange was how looking back on these old 1970’s drawings of Mo, Celia, Ossie, Peter I recalled how, as a young student, I saw them as being older and part of a golden generation. This book was small and the reproductions modest. But for a second I was once again an awed young man looking at the art of the new. I was surprised that these simple drawings still held that fresh appeal for me after 55 years.