I happened upon a small Art fair today. Even as a gallery photographer I have always found it a little odd when the local folk showing their artwork. It was just as you might imagine, lots awful finger paintings of fruit and kittens, and kittens playing with fruit. But what struck me was the pride these people had in their work, each piece lovingly displayed amongst the tables of scones and fruity drinks.
Something is lost when art becomes an earner and the joy of just having a show soon wares off. I think it was Andre Kertesz that said 'money ruins photography,' and he may have been right, but never the less it would be good to get back the days when pride in ones work was all that mattered..









The Panda with one eye. An early Doyle piece, circa 1976.