When you think of Celia Paul, you think of blue. Which isn’t entirely fair. Her paintings aren’t predominantly blue, but somehow ‘blue’ is the only thing you remember. A fuzzy cold palette of flashy cobalt through to London-drizzle grey. The blues and greys are memorable because that’s what Paul’s artworks often feel like: misty wetness or a quick dip in a still lake.
Her latest paintings, however, are not blue. Or rather, they are initially blue-ish when you take a sweeping glance around the gallery. They have to be at least a bit blue because the exhibition includes a good few paintings of blue things – most notably the ocean – and because they’re Celia Paul paintings.
Image: Kate in White, Spring, 2018