Lives Remembered - George Guest
George Guest has recently become my chief ghost. He has "quit his shape" as they say. I first met George when he drove into Hebden Bridge, what 198?, in a beat up commer camper van. Reader, I bought it.
As an artist he was one of the few with whom I could enjoy grown-up conversations (Pete Miles was another) and I got a glimpse of what dedication meant.
As a man he cultivated sweetness and light tho on at least one of our trips somewhere or other I caught another side of the sturdy son of Rotherham - I suppose Claire must have been in the car.
Well, there you are, George has gone and a corner of my flying carpet begans to flap, wanting to be off.
From Matt Hilton
Saturday, 8 August 2020
From John Billingsley
Tuesday, 11 August 2020
Really sorry to hear this - when did we lose George? I'll really miss the chats here and there over the last couple of decades...
From Patricia Skeet
Wednesday, 26 August 2020
Very sorry to hear that George has died. He was a great friend of my partner Max Howarth and I have a portrait of Max drawn by George on the wall. I also remember bumping into himself and Claire in Barcelona in the '80s. Their incredibly glamorous friends Enrique & Elena, their long nights playing poker, their kindness. Condolences.
From Diane Walkey
Friday, 18 September 2020
George was great company as well as being a painter extraordinaire. As I remember, he had sold an image to Athena early on in his career and this enabled him to make a living in the early days.
He was a true gentleman, and devoted to Claire. Claire’s line was that he was so considerate a lover that he kept his teeth in! I’m playing catch up here and though I am not entirely surprised, I am sorry to hear that he has gone.
I will remember him fondly, and very happy times spent together with him, the late and lovely writer and friend Arthur Callard, and with the one and only Matt Hilton....laughing a lot, arguing a lot and drinking a lot...mostly in The Albert.