Simon Tait’s Mews – No.12 As an aficionado of this column you could be excused for thinking that automaton model-makers are a pretty exclusive coterie of ancient boffins shut away…
Simon Tait’s Mews – No.11 So what is the secret, then, of this success? Exhibitions all over the world, rich people falling over themselves to buy, interviewed celebs casually dropping…
Simon Tait’s Mews – No.10 It’s Keith’s birthday so he goes to the computer centre to sort out a programme, pops in to the overall shop for a new pair,…
Simon Tait’s Mews – No.9 Miami has never seen anything like it before. It’s not me saying that, it’s Dr Andrew R Hirschl, respected dentist of that parish, and he’s…
Simon Tait’s Mews – No.8 Ever realised there was a product you absolutely needed but that didn’t exist? The kind of thing that chaps used to send new apprentices off…
Simon Tait’s Mews – No.7 HQ CMT is a secret central London location known only to a few thousand cognoscenti, and they all seemed to be there for the Christmas…
Simon Tait’s Mews – No.6 If you’ve been following the Magic of Cabaret day by day you’ve got some idea of the range of what CMT does, and elsewhere on…
Simon Tait’s Mews – No.5 There’s a lovely little volume called the London Jungle Book by a Gond artist called Bhajju Shyam, all about his trip to London (to decorate…
Simon Tait’s Mews – No.4 It happens. Struggling artist in a strange country just about making ends meet working in a warehouse by day and painting by night pictures that…
