Thursday, 13 September 2012

Mondrian madness...

My father was once at a dinner party hosted by Barbara Hepworth, where Mondrian made a huge fuss about sitting with his back to the window - such was his hatred of the colour green that he couldn't even bear to see the grass.
His aesthetic has been as influential as it has iconic, but the odd pretender still feels the need to throw some green in. Shame on them.

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