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Coincidences – really nice ones – abound in Ladybird Land. I don’t know why and perhaps I don’t want to know why, in case the magic one day stops. But last week I heard of a really special coincidence –…
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If you were going to appoint a governement made up of Ladybird book characters, who would you choose? Here’s my top team: Chancellor of the Exchequer: The Ogre from Jack and the Beanstalk. Keeps tight control of financial affairs –…
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The following is the text of a brochure created to accompany an exhibition of Harry Wingfield’s Ladybird illustrations, held at the New Art Gallery, Walsall, Feb 1st – 17th March 2002
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Not many of us like the sound of their own voices, do we? But in this podcast, recorded recently during (what number are we at now?) the second lockdown, you get not only my voice but the warm, gravelly tones…
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I feel a bit of guilt about Frank Humphris. Until now he wasn’t mentioned on my Ladybird Artists‘ web page and he isn’t currently featured in my Ladybird Artists exhibition. My website and the exhibition focus on the golden-age artists…
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Roger Hall was born in 1914. He began his career at a tender age, painting publicity images for front of house displays in cinemas from the age of 15. He was a self-taught artist and would spend his weekends studying…
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I bring joyful tidings regarding two different Ladybird book exhibitions which are coming up this year. 1) An exhibition about Ladybird Books in Reading, opening soon. 2) MY exhibition – ‘The Wonderful World of the Ladybird Book Artists’, taking place…
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Once upon a time, when you were young and your parents took you to visit grown-up friends and family, you were probably often bored. No smartphones or computers and very limited children’s TV programming. If there were no children around,…
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This table looks pretty unremarkable. It’s plain and simple and with a formica top. Some of us will remember tables like this in the house of relatives – or perhaps have one lurking somewhere in our own. So what’s it…
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Flowers didn’t feature much in my childhood. Our garden was tiny, my parents both worked and money was rather tight. We lived in a street of terraced houses, surrounded by similar streets – a perfectly pleasant environment in many ways…
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