
I’ve hung the Ironing Girls in my bedroom and they are the last thing I see at night as I turn out the light. The colours are astonishing but what I love most about this painting is the kick-assedness of the women. They don’t give a fig that they are being watched and are unapologetically themselves. The more I look at this scene, the more I notice. Look at the full sleeves of tattoos on the arms of the woman to the right of the painting. That would have been very transgressive. I can’t decide whether they are back stage in a theatre or in a bordello but, either way, these are women you wouldn’t mess with!