Barry Jones
by Tristan Humphries
digital print on watercolour paper
Collection: National Portrait Gallery
Purchased 2000
Barry Jones AO (b. 1932) is a politician, lawyer and writer. He was educated at the University of Melbourne and worked as a public servant and high school teacher before rising to fame as Australias Quiz champion from 1960 to 1968. He became the countrys first talk-back radio host, then lectured in History at La Trobe University before becoming a State Labor MP in 1972. He entered federal parliament in 1977 as the member for Lalor; between 1983 and 1990 he held the portfolios of Science, Prices and Consumer Affairs, Small Business and Customs. He was National President of the Australian Labor Party from 1992 to 2000, and Deputy Chairman of the Constitutional Convention in 1998. Jones has written a number of influential books, of which the best known are Sleepers, Wake!: Technology and the Future of Work, and the Dictionary of World Biography.
This work is one in a series of collaborative pictures
of prominent Australians by Tristan Humphries, inspired by the Surrealist
game of cadavres exquis. Humphries asked each of his sitters
to bring a shoebox of their special things to the sittings; after
meeting the artist, Jones was not disposed to bring much, and in
this case, it was Humphries, not Jones, who selected items included
in the finished work. The lines of verse are from the first chorus
of The Rock, by TS Eliot (1934); the quotation is from the
prologue to Shakespeares Henry V; the claw in the top
right corner is a c. 800 BC ceremonial bronze axe head from Luristan
(now Iran) from Jones s collection. Jones has said that he
has no idea why he is portrayed with a third eye. The
absence of rapport between Humphries and Jones is reflected in the
title the artist gave the portrait: Veil.
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The eagle soars in the summit of Heaven,
The Hunter with his dogs pursues his circuit.
O perpetual revolution of configured stars,
O perpetual recurrence of determined seasons,
O world of spring and autumn, birth and dying!
The endless cycle of idea an action,
Endless invention, endless experiment,
Brings knowledge of motion, but not of stillness;
Knowledge of speech, but not of silence;
Knowledge of words and ignorance of the Word.
All our knowledge brings us nearer to our ignorance,
All our ignorance brings us nearer to death,
But nearness to death no nearer to GOD.
Where is the life we have lost in living?
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?
Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
The cycles of Heaven in twenty centuries
Brings us farther from GOD and nearer to the Dust.
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from The Rock, 1934
T.S. Eliot
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