John Lennon, father of Julian and Sean.
Yoko Ono once caught my eye and gave me a smile. Not a feeble half-hearted smile, like the ones people do because they think they should, but a massive full-bodied smile that filled her beautiful face and took effort. Our eyes were at exactly the same level. She was tiny and wore a big hat. I was on a tall stool, because my old boss used to allow sitting. I don’t sit much at work now. Apparently, gallery visitors don’t like to see me sitting. Yoko Ono didn’t seem to mind.
She was alone.
This is the final square in my patchwork of dads. It is made from discarded books, magazines, postcards and junk mail. From the actual papers, I have not printed or copied anything. There are sixteen squares in total. You can see the whole piece here.
The picture of John was cut from a National Portrait Gallery leaflet (What’s On: March-May, 2016). The photograph was taken for British Vogue in 1964 by staff photographer, Peter Laurie. It was never published in the magazine, but remained, unseen, in the Condé Nast archives for years.
All of my work is individually numbered, this piece is 798. It can be found in my shop.