If John Hoyland’s red and green pictures glowed, then over the last few years he has released the damper and sent the flames roaring up the chimney. Colour has exploded everywhere in sloshy lumps and scattered bits. He is currently having his second [sic, it was his third] show of …
Read more >Like Frankenthaler, John Hoyland is a painter concerned with the impact of simple masses of colour, but it is hard to imagine anything more different from Frankenthaler’s blotted, loose forms than the hard, heavy rectangles in Hoyland’s recent paintings at the Waddington Galleries, 2 Cork Street. These are painted in …
Read more >In most English painting since the war, colour has seldom been an issue. It was localised into blandness, it sat on the surface of the picture and it worked as icing on the cake of form: ‘Look what a pretty patch I am.’ The development of colour as a consistent …
Read more >‘Don’t search for secret or mysterious recipes… What I offer you is pure joy.’ That is not John Hoyland speaking, need I say, nor any other British artist. There is only one country where artists are permitted to commend their own productions so rhapsodically (and in this case accurately): the …
Read more >With quite a clutch of good new exhibitions all clamouring for attention, I feel I should start with one which puts straight into the top league a young painter whose career so far has been watched with considerable interest, as they say, but who hasn’t really hit the headlines. This …
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