I have a girly crush. It’s not love, or even lust exactly but a 15 year old’s crush.
It must be his crisp intelligence and his love of a subject I am passionate about myself; art.
His rich voice commands me to listen. He is the anti-Sewell.
I have a girly crush. It’s not love, or even lust exactly but a 15 year old’s crush.
It must be his crisp intelligence and his love of a subject I am passionate about myself; art.
His rich voice commands me to listen. He is the anti-Sewell.
March 21st, 2006 at 8:33 pm
I don’t know this whelp of whom you speak, but I like my art critics condescending, ridiculous and iconoclastic. As far as I’m concerned you can’t improve on Sewell!
March 22nd, 2006 at 9:54 am
I love crushes! I keep having them on my tutors at university. I love it! Crushes make me feel young! (Sorry, too many exclamation marks.)
March 22nd, 2006 at 12:58 pm
Quite right, menace – Sewell is the dog’s. And how much he would appreciate me putting it like that, don’t you think?
March 22nd, 2006 at 12:59 pm
Knocking Sewell? Tcha! At this rate you’ll be having at Sister Wendy next, and then where will we all be? Eh? Eh?
March 22nd, 2006 at 1:12 pm
Who knew there were so many Sewell lovers?
Don’t get me wrong the Sewell is a national bonkers treasure, but I wouldn’t want to ‘do him’. That’s what Andrew’s for… as well as the Art Criticism.
*ahem to Pog*
March 22nd, 2006 at 3:52 pm
I’ve been missing Sewell something awful myself. Sorry, Bobs. Your crush is quite crumpety though in a corruptible lecturer sort of way.
March 22nd, 2006 at 7:02 pm
That made me laugh a lot Kate. Crumpety, hah.
There a new series on Five I think called Sewells Grand Tour, lots of Italy so I’m happy. And lots of Sewell, Menace would be pleased.