Friday, 31 May 2013

Jump From The Sky



Something about these paintings has haunted me since I had the original Ladybird book "Jump from the Sky" back in the early 70s. Maybe it's the pursed-lipped smile and dead-eyed pleasure of Bob as he loads up the gun. Maybe it's the strangely static action shot of the ball hanging in space, as Peter hits the bulls-eye. (And I used to feel incredibly irritated, as a child, by the way the trajectory is NOT parallel with the barrel of the gun.) Maybe it's the warm haze of proto-fascist military idyll : the sunlight and joy of boys playing with their guns. Luscious and horrifying at the same time.

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