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Cult fictions: Ditchling Museum of Art by Adam Richards


Precious is such a funny, double-edged word. I must say this building reminded me of visiting Leslie Martin in his wonderfully civilized new-in-old simplicity outside Cambridge and eating oatcakes off beautiful Leachish plates and sipping not quite identically coloured tea out wonderfully elegant simple porridge-hued mugs. But, instead of the Romish mumbo-jumbo with the Gill gang, at least there was Ben Nicolson on the wall. I urge visitors not to be feart of intellectualised phenomenological Anathemata, and just enjoy Richards/Dawkins sensual enjoyment and achievement of little things that matter, in their lovely new building.

Posted date

18 October, 2013

Posted time

7:06 pm