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Date: 20 September 2004 10:47:41
The Artist.
The artist is a loner. The artist is generally found on the South Bank packing away his (elderly, fishing hat, sandals and socks, ethereal and arty look on the face) or her (elderly, flyaway hair, smells like canvas and cats, likes kaftans) newly-finished project- often an oil of the Opposite Side of the river- and artist's paraphenalia (fishing stool, oils/watercolours, flask of what may or may not be coffee). The artist is also, strangely, usually to be seen sitting in a cordoned-off area which no other mortal (except for the p'lice and council workers) has ever been known to enter (legally, anyway). The mystery remains as to how the artist manages this, although we suspect it may be the fact that anyone wielding some artistic medium (be it a paintbrush or SLR camera) is instantly given respect and space as the Public generally assume that the artist must be on a Very Important Artistic Endeavour of Great Cultural and Artistic Significance.