Although I enjoyed meeting up with the guys at the Art Club yesterday, there was a subdued quality to the conversation.
One of our members, George Colston died recently, following a by-pass operation. I didn't know George well, but I liked his work a great deal and he always seemed a cheery and helpful sort of bloke. I was looking forward to getting to know him better.
In one of life's cruel ironies, there's a three or four page article on George and his work in the February issue of The Artists & Illustrators Magazine. He may never have lived to see it (although I'd hope that the publishers would have sent him at least a proof). Certainly, he hasn't lived to benefit from whatever extra success such exposure might have brought him.