I do, you wally. The first art book I bought was about Giacometti when I was 17. Now that really took a long time to get to the point. Kinda put me off the artist a bit, the book was far too dense.
Peppiatt stated: "I didn't dare go and knock." But why not? Why couldn't Peppiatt just go and knock on Giacometti's door and talk to him? I was looking at my most recent sculptures and it was obvious thatt hey were far superior to the scupltures of Giacomewtti which are so embarrassingly bad, and no one really likes them, but art critics have to pretend to becuase they are obliged to just as they pretend to lioke de Kooning becuase they are obliged to. I am still waiting for Peppiatt to knock on my door but I don't think he dare knock: but it is his loss, not mine