Question of Taste: Tim Goulding
Visual artist Tim Goulding was born in Dublin but has been living in Allihies, Co Cork, since 1968. He is also a member of the band Dr Strangely Strange. As part of Beara Arts Festival, Goulding will discuss his friendship with Maurice Henderson Fry. Beara Coast Hotel, Sunday, 2pm.
The Heart of Awareness, a translation of the Ashtavakra Gita by Dr Thomas Byrom.I return to this astonishing book year in year out. Pure and spare it points to simple awareness.
Phantom Thread.
So many, but two diametrically opposed shows we saw in Australia spring to mind; a retrospective of Edvard Munch’s psychologically loaded paintings that could lead to tears. The second show was of the British ‘op art’ painter Bridget Reilly. Her abstract colour field works danced before our eyes. Not for nothing is she called Migraine Reilly.
Diamond Mine (2011), King Creosote and John Hopkins. Atmospheric fusion of folk and electronica.
Camille Souter’s Calary landscape in my father’s collection. It is as if Pierre Bonnard had painted in Ireland. She is a master of greens, a dangerous colour, and once described a particular green as “piss left in a milk bottle overnight”. I have always felt the Irish flag should be green and grey.
The Gloaming at Cork Opera house. It shares with Leonard Cohen, the capacity to bring one into another realm, dare one say a spiritual experience.
My wife and I are not huge consumers, but we loved the BBC production of War and Peace, and The Crown. I am an avid viewer of the Moto GP series insanity and bravery at 200 miles per hour.
John Creedon Show. He plays quality Irish music amongst international gems. He often plays the music of performers who play at my wife Georgina’s High Tide Club at Sarah Walker Gallery, Castletownbere.
Cy Twombly, Antoni Tapies and Giorgio Morandi.
It would have to be meeting Louis Armstrong in our living room when I was aged 7. He was the first black man I saw and remember being in awe. He was visiting no doubt to do a charity event for my mother’s Central Remedial Clinic. He was very genial and had a large black blister on his lip... too much trumpet?
Never a fan of nostalgia or ‘the Good Old Days’. These days are so incredibly open for creativity. The digital revolution has enabled massive opportunities for collaboration and cross-platform work. Setting aside poverty and alcoholism, it must have been exhilarating in Impressionist Paris and Abstract Impressionist New York.
My father Basil was a major inspiration in my life, being a prominent businessman and sportsman but much more importantly a perspicacious art collector and master gardener. My mother Valerie was the co-founder of the Central Remedial Clinic of whom I am very proud.
I think art should be left to plough its own furrow. After all it is driven by passion and need by design. No one should be encouraged to pursue art. It is something that has to be done.
That said I would love society to value the work of all disciplines and consequently fund it appropriately. It is not something to be tacked on to other ‘more important’ pursuits. Posterity rightly remembers writers and artists as defining an era.
The little-known American seer Robert Adams who died in obscurity in 1997. He would never want to be ‘sung’ though. Of course, my heroes are the emergency service personnel, along with the nurses and doctors of our embattled health service.
I would echo Plato’s message “Be kind. For everyone you meet is fighting a great battle.”
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