Richard Bell's nature sketchbook since 1998
You couldn’t ask for a better bunch of candidates for the final line-up for next month’s West Yorkshire mayoral election, my only regret is that we can’t be in an alternative universe where Tracy Brabin’s predecessor in the Batley and Spen constituency, the ebullient Jo Cox, could also have a crack at it.
Therese Hirst is our candidate for the English Democrats.
Though a critic of the concept of an elected mayor for West Yorkshire, describing it as ‘an elected dictatorship, and not a proper democratic body’, Andrew Cooper, from Huddersfield, is representing the Green Party in next month’s election.
It is scarcely necessary to remind people of what a few feet rise in sea level (let alone the ultimate 200 feet which would follow the complete liquidation of the land-held icecaps) would do to to our geography. Suffice to say that it would be unwise to take a ninety-nine year lease on coastal flats!
Peter Ritchie Calder, Man and the Cosmos, 1968
That urgent advice was given over half a century ago by award-winning science journalist Peter Ritchie Calder in a succinct account of ‘The greenhouse effect’ in his 1968 book Man and the Cosmos, The Nature of Science Today.
As a student, publications like this convinced me that, if I was going to try to make a career as a natural history illustrator, I should also do all I could to campaign on environmental issues. I didn’t do very well on that one, so it’s good to see Greta Thunberg’s generation treating global warming (along with the alarming rate of extinctions) as an overridingly urgent global issue.
One of the functions of weather satellites is to make measurements of the energy which reaches the Earth and to note the circumstances in which it is lost. If records show over the years that this debit or credit is being affected, then counter measures will have to be taken. The energy budget is more important than the ledger-balancing operations of ministers of finance. The lives of people and the fates of nations will depend on patterns of rainfall.
Peter Ritchie Calder, Man and the Cosmos, 1968
Two more mayoral election candidates: Waj Ali, standing for Reform UK, looks rather formal in his studio portrait, so I’ve drawn him on location too, in a selfie taken at the Hepworth.
No studio portrait for the Yorkshire Party: they decided the best place to launch their candidate, Bob Buxton a parish councillor in Rawdon, would be a windswept moor.
We’re spoilt for choice in next month’s elections for our first ever mayor for West Yorkshire so here, in alphabetical order to avoid political bias, are our candidates from the three main parties (the other four contenders to follow). Tracy Brabin, MP for Batley and Spen, is standing for the Labour Party.
Stewart Golton, a councillor for Rothwell on Leeds City Council is standing for the Liberal Democrats.
Matt Robinson, the Conservative Party candidate, is drawn from a photograph taken before his post-lockdown haircut, so you won’t recognise him now.
In 1977, during my lunchbreak, when I taught illustration at Leeds, I walked into Austicks’ Headrow Bookshop and was surprised to see Peter Ustinov at the back of the shop with the manager. The ideal opportunity to get a signed copy of this autobiography, Dear Me, for my Mum’s birthday.
“Who should I sign it to?” he asked.
“That’s a problem, she hates her name, Gladys.”
“That’s just like the Gladyses that I know.”
It wouldn’t look very friendly signed ‘To Mrs Bell’, so we went for:
‘Happy Birthday
to Richard’s Mum’
My Mum finally found a way around this. When she found herself far from home in the West Country, having broken her leg during a holiday she gave the nurse her middle name Joan, as she didn’t want ‘Gladys’ on the notice above her bed, so when she’d recovered enough to be transported by ambulance back to our local hospital, Pinderfields, in Wakefield, she stuck with her new name. From then on her friends called her Joan.
I’ve drawn this, as with previous sketches, from the Radio Times. This week the 1964 comedy heist movie Topkapi gets a showing. Ustinov won the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor for his role as Arthur Simon Simpson, a small-time crook who finds himself out of his depth.
A man carrying a box: it says something for Jonah Hill’s talents that he can conjure up a character – in fact a little short story – in one expressive pose. In Rupert Goold’s True Story he plays real-life New York Times journalist Michael Finkel acting ‘on well-intentioned-schlub setting’, as Radio Times film critic Andrew Collins puts it in his review (schlub is North American derogatory slang for a ‘talentless, unattractive or boorish person’, so definitely not like Jonah Hill).
Katherine Waterston’s character Daniels, has all the kit she needs to terraform a lush alien planet. What could possibly go wrong?
Good to see Michael Rosen smiling again in last week’s Radio Times. This time last year, he was in an induced coma with a 50-50 chance of surviving Covid-19. In his latest book, Many Different Kinds of Love A story of life, death and the NHS, he recounts his near-death experience, illustrated by Chris Riddell.
this is a beautiful book about love, life and the NHS that celebrates the power of community and the indomitable spirits of the people who keep us well.
Waterstones’ website
Martin Luther King features in a couple of television documentaries this week, giving me an opportunity to draw him from two small black and white photographs. That rather unusual angle, looking up at his face, might explain why I struggled with proportions in my first attempt.