At the weekend I admonished a mountain biker who was urinating
onto the wood stack I was in the process of moving, he explained
that he thought it belonged to the National Trust.
He finally apologised and considered that that ended the matter,
that no further discussion could be enterd into, (apology accepted
or not). It seems to be a new fad to apologise quickly and then
with the magic word 'the wrong is gone'. Politicians and public
servants seem keen on the approach. So I would like to apologise in
advance, I'm sorry', and that's an end of it.
I gave a lecture recently to some of the sudents at Chelsea
School of Art. One of their number, the young master Robert Mead,
was most enthused therein by such talk of Mr Ruskin's forebearance
of all things discursive, relational and altermodern. He has since
written in haste to share his essay Ruskin's Idea of
Relation and it's Connection to Post Modern Painting,
which I attach for any reader wishing to pursue this line of
I would be tempted to say one might take his arguments as
applicable to Tintorett as to Salle, but this is for another
occasion and we must, in the first instance, take delight in this
exhumation by youth so that that these thoughts may be possessed of
the minds of the masses.