‘His last kiss to the world’: David Hockney’s return to Yorkshire triggered a glorious reawakening

I t was springtime in Paris and I was floating among young green leaves and white blossom – but I was not in a park. I was on an upper floor of the Fondation Louis Vuitton delighting, wallowing in several of David Hockney’s iPad paintings of his garden in Normandy. In one room, this green oasis was...

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