By Philip Jones
This autobiography presents a desirable investigate Australia's Heide glossy artwork move from a guy who performed an essential component in it. A bright photograph of Australia's bohemian panorama of the Fifties and Sixties emerges and mythical figures within the Australian paintings scene, reminiscent of John and Sunday Reed, come to existence.
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Celia was a poet, and also what we now call a groupie. Writers were her speciality. She had been the mistress of the German novelist Robert Neumann and of the black American writer Richard Wright. Neumann she met in Berlin and Wright, in Paris. She had joined the American occupation army after the war and later worked for Henry Kissinger. He, apparently, was one of the few men who were sexually unmoved by Celia. She was also bisexual and had affairs with women, although emotionally she was focussed on men.
Although he was neither an intellectual nor writer Celia was hopelessly, helplessly in love with him. Bill, who was a lovely man, made a fortune from Red Tulip chocolates. He died in his early sixties from a heart attack, leaving Celia devastated. She has mourned him ever since. Celia was a terrible snob and loathed travelling tourist class. My mother hated her, partly for her snobbishness and partly because she flirted with me constantly. We would lie sunbaking on the deck and she would caress the golden hairs on my thighs.
It remains one of my worst images of London. Another memory is the foul stink when passing (even in a bus) a fish and chip shop. At Tilbury Dock we boarded the Oronsay, on a cold winter morning, much like the day of our arrival. At our luncheon table sat two beautiful women. One of them, tall, with an aristocratic demeanour and fair English rose-petal skin, wept as she farewelled her lover, a handsome, dark-haired upperclass Englishman. Later she told me her name was Anthea. A WEEK BEFORE 50 Art & Life Her voice was low and thrilling.
Art & Life by Philip Jones