| 4 June |
Beryl Cook |
The wonderful and deservedly popular artist Beryl Cook died last week, aged 81. She died peacefully, surrounded by family and friends. I was moved to write a short poem for her, broadcast on May 31st’s Saturday Live…
Beryl Cook
In cards, on prints and postage stamps – but never in the Tate
Painting women of a certain age and in a certain state
Stroppy, lippy, happy types, with big bosoms and appetites
As bumptious and as scrumptious as they’re plump
And it’s art with a heart, served up in great dollops
She likes us as we are, she’s the dog’s jackson pollocks
She’s one of our national treasures. She’s my cup – a big cup – of tea
She gave pleasure in generous measures. Beryl Cook, O.B.E., R.I.P.