Allen Jones

“This book was started as a memoir of my mother and subsequently developed into something more like a diary, covering my recollections of a post-war childhood in Worcestershire, an art-school education and subsequent obsessions. It may be read in the light, or perhaps one should say in the shadow, of its political history.”

So begins an irresistible sequence of reflections by Tess Jaray RA. Whether providing insights into the mind of an artist, or recounting the eccentricities of her …