I FIRST CAME ACROSS Richard Dadd's Fairy Feller without any warning in a basement at Tate Britain in London where the William Blake pictures and other oddities were then shown. It must have been about two hours later that I moved on in a daze. Soon afterwards the picture was to be seen everywhere thanks to the psychedelic mood of the times, but I've never grown tired of it. Years later I took along an Argentinian artist friend who had never heard of Dadd. He was similarly stunned. Finally he looked up and said 'The man was mad!' after noticing that some leaves in the picture were actually sculpted in paint. His opinion was of course perfectly correct.
Apart from a couple, Dadd's other paintings are more in the accepted style of Victorian fairy painting, which was a wonderfully subversive way of celebrating sensuality in those repressed days. As with pseudo-classical sculpture it was an accepted medium for nudity and other forbidden fruits.
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