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they were there, were inconspicuous by their   announced, the Chancellor of the Exchequer   property, of a monied elite. Private collecting,
      presence. Self-congratulatory, patronizing and   removed with one stroke what (if we ever   a most unhealthy occupation, proves this. Read
     elitist, deliberately throttling the radicals,   thought about it) we may have too lightly   all about it, read about the marble hearts and
      deliberately avoiding any questions of real   assumed to be a fundamental right. The feeling   bejewelled fingers in Lord Eccles's book On
      political effectiveness, this meeting applauded   was that he had betrayed something. This is not   Collecting, and reflect whether this love of
     itself most vociferously when Basil Taylor   so. The Chancellor is a member of a     luxury and acquisition has not always been the
      doinged the heart-strings of the middle class   Conservative government and he has acted in   ally of those in whom sympathy and imagination
      by the simple method of mentioning that which   accordance with what has always been a basic   are wanting.
     most engages their emotions, income tax.   Conservative principle; that art is in no sense   Barber's and Eccles's new impositions reveal
      Compered rather than chaired by Richard   free, and that its public consumption, like the   attitudes as people reveal themselves in relation
     Wollheim (whose Socialism and Culture cannot   consumption of anything else that is the product   to them. Since it is a perfectly natural Tory
     be read without emotion), these proceedings   of human skill and labour, should be dependent   measure, Tory reactions have been as one would
     only served to increase a feeling of non tali   on the possession of money. Ruling class   expect, apart from the odd bit of bleating. The
     auxilio among the thousand people present,   attitudes to the peoples' leisures and pleasures   response from liberal or uncommitted quarters
     must have made the government feel all the   have always been hierarchical in their rationale   droops between acquiescence and despair. Those
     safer in doing what it likes, but certainly have   and repressive in their execution. Despite   who immediately wrote to The Times pleading
     helped to make all people concerned with art   Ruskin's nineteenth-century efforts to make art   for exemption or cheap season tickets betrayed
     define their positions on the subject of the   and its freedom the central component of our   both their own toadying towards the hand that
     relationship of art to ruling-class organization—  national culture—he couldn't win—exalted views   holds the whip and a no less despicable feeling
      precisely what the Campaign, if I understand   of art have been deeply embodied into a   of possessiveness towards art. Arguing that they
     its purposes correctly, wished to avoid.   ruling-class view of high culture : that it is   love art more than most, they believe it should
        When the Government's decision was first   essentially the province, as it is usually the   be theirs more than anyone else's. We should
                                                                                          be fierce in condemnation of such an attitude,
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                                                                                          and should refuse those deals which might be
                                                                                          offered which would separate those people who
                                                                                          go to galleries regularly, for whatever reason,
                                                                                          from those who go occasionally, or not at all.
                                                                                            But the chips are down, and the turnstiles
                                                                                          will go up. Really on the spot are the directors
                                                                                          of the public galleries, who have to make a
                                                                                          choice between the purpose of their
                                                                                          employment, which is to make art freely
                                                                                          available to as many people as possible, and
                                                                                          the conditions of their employment, the fact that
                                                                                          they are civil servants under a Tory government.
                                                                                          I have no particular faith in civil servants. Civil
                                                                                          to all and servants to the devil, in my experience.
                                                                                          The Directors must have had to consider
                                                                                          whether to break the bogus tradition of civil-
                                                                                          service silence. What Reid and Strong have
                                                                                          done (and they must be given a certain amount
                                                                                          of credit for this) is to break it with a whisper.
                                                                                          They've had little help from their trustees, of
                                                                                          course, and the situation now is that they will
                                                                                          have to fight, to connive, or to resign. I feel for
                                                                                          them. But I think that the circumstances which
                                                                                          inveigled the radicals at that meeting to seek
                                                                                          allies among those they normally have most
     5 Ed Ruscha                                                                          reason to distrust will finally be seen by all to
      Book of Stains 197o                                                                 be unreal, dreamed up by vague hopes of
     Courtesy: Nigel Greenwood, London
                                                                                          pragmatic expediency and quickly dispelled by
     6 Ed Ruscha with his various publications
     Courtesy: Nigel Greenwood, London                                                    the ( ?) unalterable way that the art-system
                                                                                          works. And it may be that all radicals will now
                                                                                          join in something that has always been lacking
                                                                                          in this country, an art-politics of truly
                                                                                          revolutionary import. Will the turnstiles be the
                                                                                          first of the new cultural barricades ?

                                                                                          Sudding and rubbing at the sink not long ago,
                                                                                          my eye caught out what (see for yourself, on the
                                                                                          Arid packet) must surely have been a tiny poem,
                                                                                          a secret message from an ad-man who once had
                                                                                          been an artist. Blood, egg, blackberry, grass, it
                                                                                          says. Concerning difficult stains, of course.
                                                                                          Those with such problems, poachers and
                                                                                          children, must lead vivid and bumpy lives
                                                                                          quite unlike the frayed-cuff dinginess most of us
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