Paintings by Wilma Johnson 1978-1982
The art college was on Charing Cross road, it was the beginning of the New Romantic movement. Charles Fox theatrical costumiers in Covent Garden were selling off their stock for peanuts, so if you were bored of your outfit by lunchtime you could go and buy another
By day we wandered round Soho drinking coffee dressed as Marie Antoinette, Boudicea or pirate queens, at night we danced to Bowie in Clubs like the Blitz, Heaven and Hell, or went to Fellini all-nighters at the Scala.
Then I retreated to my studio on the roof of the building and put it on canvas, or took over the fire escape and adjoining rooftops to photograph Christine Binnie as beauty queen, mermaid, pagan priestess.
In holidays I hitched to Rome, Florence and Venice with Mo Tomaney, backpacks filled with party dresses and watercolours. We took our sketchbooks everywhere - to museums and bars, churches and beaches. We painted in the ruins of Pompeii and on Venetian canals, if we waited too long for a lift we painted each other in Oxfam shop cocktail dresses trying to cross the Alps. On one page there might be painting of Mo as Wallis Simpson on the Great St. Bernard pass, on the nest a sign reading ‘Venezia per Favore !’
All paintings in this gallery were destroyed by fire in 2015.