‘I was Lucian Freud’s spare pair of eyes’
almost 6 years in The guardian
Former Observer art critic William Feaver was a friend of Lucian Freud for 30 years. As the first volume of his biography of the painter is published, he recalls their time together, and Freud’s journey from obscurity to global fame
The phone went. After midnight, so it could only be him. “Hello Villiam. How goes it?” That faintly Germanic tinge and, as always, straight to the point: “I’ve got her a dog.”
Alice, my youngest daughter, just 13, had been ill for some time and felt wretched. A whippet, Lucian knew (“Don’t you agree?”), would do her good, whippets being brisk yet graceful, affectionate enough – he disliked the slobbery characteristics of lesser breeds – and, he’d found, exemplary sleeper-sitters. Pluto, a whippet bitch bought some years before for Lucian’s daughter Bella, but soon adopted by him, had long been adored, not to say coveted, by Alice. Continue reading...
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