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I love portraits, particularly self-portraits. This one by Albert Richards holds me to the spot. Dated 1939, it depicts a young man, no more than 20 years old, at the outset of his life. 

He looms large in the landscape. Vulnerable, but determined. Alone, but for his demons. Will the extra-large spectacles help him foresee his future? Will the white rabbit keep him out of trouble? Sadly not–Richards was killed in the last few months of the war, at only 25. Largely forgotten now, had he lived, I somehow think he would have achieved greatness.

John McEwen on Richards' life and career

Albert Richards was born in Liverpool, his father a wood machinist and First World War veteran. Having attended Wallasey School of Arts and Crafts — he ‘needed special treatment as he was always extremely sensitive,’ wrote the principal — he won a scholarship to London’s Royal College of Art. 

His entry coincided with the Second World War and, after one term, he was conscripted into the Army. He enlisted as a sapper and became a paratrooper, but his ambition was to be an Official War Artist — finally achieved in December 1943, when a six-month commission resulted in official appointment and his promotion to honorary captain. 

Richards parachuted into France on D-Day with the 6th Airborne Division. He documented the ensuing Allied advance and was killed by a landmine when driving in search of a subject in March 1945 — one of the three War Artists’ Advisory Committee artists to die in action.

This student self-portrait was done after he had seen a Surrealist exhibition at the Walker Art Gallery and the surreal sight of barrage balloons floating over Liverpool and London. The irrationality of dreams and the apprehension of war are everywhere evident, not least in the prophetic inclusion of a parachutist. 

The picture was bought from Richards’s mother in 1974. ‘We remember you mentioned what the figures meant,’ wrote a curator, but she died before she could answer. Devils are visible, as is the Crucifixion; blood drips like falling bombs. Richards’s clenched fist signals resolve. The ancient Greek myth of Perseus on his winged horse coming to the rescue of Andromeda on her rock may have been triggered by Leighton’s masterpiece in the Walker’s collection.

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