Frank Auerbach aimed only at one memorable image
Britain’s most obsessive figurative painter died on November 11th, aged 93
Almost every day of the week, for more than six decades, Frank Auerbach would stride along Mornington Crescent. It was, and is, a typical North London street: tall terraced houses of soot-red brick and stucco, with a railed garden on one side. Often he carried a plain pad and a stick of graphite, to make sketches at sunrise before his neighbours stirred. He enjoyed the early, oily yellow light on the buildings and the sleeping cars.
This article appeared in the Obituary section of the print edition under the headline “Frank Auerbach”
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