
My father painted two portraits at King’s College Cambridge: EM Forster and AC Pigou. He enjoyed the company of both men during sittings, and took me to meet Forster when I was a teenager. He walked me across the grass court from his rooms to the famous chapel opposite. “You can do this (diagonal) because you are with me” Forster confided. Impressionable, I was impressed. Pigou was not such a famous figure. That ought to change. Continue reading