More fascinating ladies of dance… Alicia probably wouldn’t have believed she would ever turn into a splendid she-cat for Balanchine as a star of the Ballets Russes. For a start, she was born Lily Marks, a jewish girl from Finsbury Park in North London. She […]
I went to Field Day festival at the weekend, and no question, Patti Smith won the day for being the most pro and warm performer. Although it’s not my usual musical cup of tunes, by the time she launched into Dancing Barefoot, I was […]
Why Louis Wain? Well, his work has seeped so deep into my brain for so long that we’re not talking debt of gratitude here, but stalking ambitions. Not that there’s any way in illustration heaven that I’d be be fit to clean his many cats’ […]
And so in the land of black, white and red, there was Blondie (see also Kraftwerk and Nick Cave). And although I laboured the pun on the band name, Parallel Felines was just too obvious not to try and shoehorn that one in. I’ve already […]
When we found out last year that London was going to have its very first cat cafe, we meowed with joy, purred with delight and rolled on our back… ‘We’ is not just the collective term for ‘me’ but there is a bit of underground […]
Karuski's little shop of colours 