In the early 1960s, Barry lived in the basement of a house I was struggling to buy in Clifton, Bristol. He sometimes didn’t have the money for rent, and instead once did a beautiful little head of my two-year-old son. Last year he got three bronze casts made from the clay original, and gave me one. That’s the kind of chap he was. If anyone would like it, I would sell it and give the proceeds to charity in his memory.
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