Andrew Lambirth

‘Paint goes on living’

The artist, at 69, on Rembrandt, Twombly and talking to God

Copyright (c) 2014 Rex Features. 
issue 18 April 2015

Maggi Hambling is 70 later this year, and a career that took off when she was appointed the first artist in residence at the National Gallery, in 1980, shows no signs of slackening in momentum. Hambling is still as uncompromising as ever, and as difficult to categorise. An artist of sustained originality and inventiveness who fits no pigeonhole and is part of no group, she is a resolutely independent figure (she enjoys the description ‘maverick’) who considers it her duty to keep questioning assumptions (her own as much as other people’s) and looking afresh at the world. Occasionally she succumbs to an idée fixe — for a long while she painted sunrises as she now paints the sea — but the larger thing which is her art always emerges enriched by such lengthy immersion in a single subject. For instance, since she started painting waves, she has been trying to get the energy and crash of the sea into her other work, something she feels she achieved in the most recent paintings of her friend George Melly.

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