Clinton Heylin

A tender portrait of Leonora Carrington, painter, writer — and a mother who was not always there

Gabriel Weisz Carrington’s somewhat thin biography is rescued by the pithy sayings of Leonora herself and 16 of her paintings

The High Priestess tarot card by Leonora Carrington. Credit: Copyright Estate of Leonora Carrington-ARS New York-Courtesy of FULGUR PRESS 
issue 26 June 2021

Ever since Leonora Carrington, the last of the Surrealists, died in 2011, having made it to her 94th year with her creativity undimmed — like that other postwar English exile P.G. Wodehouse — her afterlife has reaffirmed the old maxim ‘Now that I’m dead I’m finally making a living’. Her collected short stories (as grotesquely funny and sharp as her paintings and their titles) were published on her centenary in 2017.

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