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You get points if you know what the title is cheekily referencing.
Where Chippinghouse Road nudges onto London Rd this ruined sofa sat for a big part of 2020 going into 2021.
The painting: A large 3 seater sofa fills the composition. Wall, pavement and fencing can be seen but all is crowded out of view by the mass of the sofa. Its fabric is a leather like covering, but it's worn with cracks, discolouration and creases showing where the leatherette has de-bonded from the surface it should usually cling to. Dark, worn and expanded with moisture evoking a feeling of swollen discomfort. For me, this painting is mostly a mood piece, having said that many associations have multiplied with time. There are moments where I see it as a comment on myself at that moment.
