Strange And Familiar: Britain As Revealed By International Photographers at the Manchester Art Gallery ends on Monday 29 May. It is often on show somewhere – this month it has been at the Manchester Art Gallery. The Europeans became a book, and then a show at the Barbican in London in 2005. But then I left it all behind and veered towards the arty end of things. I did what posh girls do: went to secretarial college and got a job in publishing. ![]() Barney now and tell him you got the flu during the night. That said, I had an aristocratic upbringing: hunting, shooting, boarding school, finishing school and debutante balls. cocaine was not going to be cool with her at all, especially not at the. There’s a narrative to the photograph and the colours are wonderful. The other subjects in her series are so composed in their gorgeous country mansions that I’ve often wondered what she saw in us, but I’ve come to realise that perhaps that’s exactly what she liked: that we were a bit different, more bohemian. It now hangs in our living room.īarney gave all the photographs in the project a title: this one is The Red Sheath. But it dawned on me that Barney rather liked it, so I bought it. It was alarming to see it in a gallery for the first time: it was almost life-size. I look as if I’m thinking, “Are you going to be much longer?”Ī year or so later, this photograph turned up in a show at the National Portrait Gallery in London, then the V&A. ![]() Everyone thinks my son, Clancy, is snorting cocaine, but he just had sinus trouble and was clearing his nose. I couldn’t believe how dreadful we looked. I was impressed.Ī few weeks after her visit, Barney sent us some prints. Barney wasn’t like other photographers, who try to put you at ease with small talk she just got on with it. We were a shambles I had been wearing that dress the night before. And none of us liked having our photograph taken. She arrived, this terrifying American woman – all proper and composed, efficient, focused and strict, with a neat bun – and immediately bossed us around. Tchaik and I had had a late night, and we weren’t at all prepared for her.
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