Howard Knee . An Irish Artist Revisited
March 31, 2006
When I was young and growing up in the fifties in Dublin I was not aware of art as such. My parents were ‘respectable’ working class and we always had books in the house. My father was old Fianna Fail and there were a lot of Irish books most of which he never actually read and at Christmas time the only cards I saw were by Brian O’ Higgins. We had no paintings that I can recall apart that is from a view of Dublin harbor by Howard Knee. This was hung in what was called the parlor. The parlor being the front room, the best room, revered for visitors and special occasions was permanently cold and no one in the family ever used . was a rather bland water colour and I neither liked or disliked it, it was just ‘there’ and part of the furniture. A few years age when my parents died I sold it along with some bits and pieces from the house. I have never missed it and have not been tempted to buy a Howard Knee since
