|Not just now Mr Frampton, I'm looking at some art...|
|Isabella and the Pot of Basil (1912)|
|Stone Walls Do Not a Prison Make, Nor Iron Bars a Cage (1908)|
|Ferdinand and Miranda from The Tempest, Act V|
His single-figure works are so delicious, deceptive in their simplicity. Look at the wealth of detail surrounding Elaine as she pines away for that shiny-thighed feckless love-god, Lancelot. In Ariadne, no other detail is needed but the broken-hearted expression on poor, deceived Ariadne's face.
|Our Lady of Promise|
|The Open Road (1923)|