I went to the Alice Neel exhibition at the Barbican with my poet friend yesterday. There are too many glorious paintings to share but these two were favourites. Look at those colours, the red socks. I'm very drawn to flashes of red at the moment, especially on grey/earthy backgrounds, which dates way back to the pages of The Red Balloon at my Granny's house, then the primary colours in Godard films like Pierrot le Fou, but more recently inspired by the sublime documentary