Between Christmas and the New Year we visited George and Phyllis Johanson. We went to George’s painting studio (there’s a second studio for print-making) and while Roger and George talked and looked at a couple of Louis Bunce paintings, I wandered around the studio. There’s always a bit of magic in a studio, a feeling of possibilities, of life being lived. There’s interesting stuff around, things that make the artist think. Often there’s the sense of work interrupted.
Here is a “death mask” (or in this case a life mask–you can see where the straw was!) of painter Louis Bunce, teacher and good friend of George’s, the man whose paintings we were looking at that day.
And here are George and Roger looking at two of Louis’ paintings:




