Artist Dan Young from Nottingham got a very rare chance to paint iconic Hammered film director Kensington Gore. There follows a transcription of their thoughts on the meeting. We’d like to share it as we feel it makes interesting reading and shows there is also two sides to the story.
I was apprehensive, his reputation had certainly preceded him; except it was unclear to me at the time what that reputation was. A master of horror, sure, but who is he? What is he? I was soon to learn a small piece of the puzzle. I arrived at my studio early to prepare for his arrival, I wanted to make sure there was lots of booze and the studio was warm. Kensington might have sit for a while and I didn’t want him to get bored, drunk but not bored. I cleaned my brushes and prepared my palette. Then I remembered I was doing a digital portrait, so I didn’t need any of that stuff.
Right on time, at midnight on the night of the super-moon he arrived, I knew he had arrived because the dogs went crazy. It could have been a coincidence, but a fog also rolled in at the same time...I shrugged it off but I admit to feeling a bit more apprehensive at this point.
We greeted each other, I shook his gloved hand unsure of the strength of the hand inside the glove. I offered tea or perhaps something stronger, something stronger was requested. I poured two large glasses of southern comfort we began talking about some of the great faces in horror - Peter Cushing, Boris Karloff, Vincent Price and it was at this point I became aware of an overwhelming desire to start the drawing. It felt like a rush of adrenaline mixed with fear and... laughter but I knew I had to start or this moment would be lost.
I was about to ask KG, as I’m told he likes to be called, to adopt a pose when he pointed at me, right at me; directly to my face and he froze.
He didn’t utter another word for the rest of the sitting I drew like I have never drawn before I felt as though another’s hand was guiding my own, as if another creative spirit was using me for its own purposes. But… I liked it. I liked the feeling of power it gave me, it was intoxicating, the feeling that I could encapsulate a person’s soul in my drawing...
I awoke in my studio, it was morning, a robin was singing in the morning sun, I was so tired, so very tired. I felt as if I had walked all night. I remembered KGs portrait, I remembered the creative frenzy that came upon me. I looked around the room, two glasses one empty one with Southern Comfort in, untouched. The seat where Mr Gore had sat was a single white opera glove and a note that read ‘for reference’...
My name is Kensington Gore and I’m dead now. No, I’m bloody not, just my little joke. I’ve always wanted to do that and see how people reacted. Talking about a fate worse than death, I had my portrait painted recently.
I don’t like to be painted, in fact, I rarely like my image captured in any form. Contrary to what some say, I do cast a shadow. But I agreed to do have my portrait done to help some young artist called Dan Dare, or Young or something for another. I think I’m going to be turned into a postage stamp once I’m dead. I mean I wouldn’t to be alive. That would seem strange seeing people licking the back of my head!
Anyhow up, I rolled in, with time to spare, well just before the stroke of bloody midnight but there was no way I was going to turn into pumpkin!
It was a full moon, a super one to be precise and the wierdos and werewolves had been on the prowl in the city of London, I had just had a lovely Chinese meal at a place called Lee Ho Fook's.
I’d had a big dish of beef chow mein. I’d just let rip are rather gassy pungent fart as I walked into the studio to be met by the young artist. He didn’t seem to notice or mind, I just blamed the dog, he said he didn’t have a dog.
He had a well-stocked bar, so I had to be sociable and have a few drinks, sometimes I get so sociable I can hardly stand up.
He grilled me on working with all the famous dead horror actors I’ve had the misfortune to work with, Old Whoopi Cushing, Chuckles Lee, Bell-end Lugosi. Typical fan boy.
I told him I had a hot date in a grave-yard and I wanted to get a move on before the plot thickened.
I assumed the position, then out of the blue, the Viagra I had popped in the restaurant kicked-in and I was stiff. Stiff all over in fact. I sat there motionless, I was frozen, pointing at the young chap. He just worked away like a Tony Hart or Gilbert & George on speed.
Guess I should have just taken the one not the entire tube of hard-on smarties!
My old man would be stiff all night.
When I finally could move, I let out a real bottom burp of seismic proportions and it must have knocked the artist out or something. I thought I better not stick around in case I’d killed him with my trouser guff, I didn’t even look at the picture he’d been working on his super doper Etetch-a-bloody-sketch thing, so I legged it. I stupidly forgot my glove that I had wiped the dusty seat down with and worse than that the name and phone number of the hot date I had with, I think her name was Fo. ‘Fo R Raference’. I got to the cemetery, but no sign of Fo, so I just dug up an old actress friend.
All joking aside dear reader, artist Dan Young is a very good artistic talent and we at KGHH Publishing like to give young up and coming talent a start.
We hope to reveal and showcase a lot more artistic talent in the near future.
Dan Young has "cut his teeth", so to speak, by doing a portrait of the one and only Kensington Gore. If he can work with him then he can work with anybody. Animals and children included.
You can catch up with Dan on twitter, @PeopleByDan and on his website, danyoungart.co.uk you can see some of his work. Though we are sure he will be updating that soon with all the exciting work and projects he will be undertaking with us.
He is available to work on a drawing of anyone famous you like, or even a portrait of you or someone you know which makes an ideal gift for that hard to get for person.
Contact Dan through Twitter: @PeopleByDan