The chain-smoking, plaid pant, suspender-wearing British artist I've recently come to love. He's inspired me to hoist out my easel and dabble with paintbrush again. I love that his landscapes have some magic to them. While I can appreciate realism I much prefer this style of painting. David Hockney clearly sees far more than I do when looking at a landscape, and it's opened my eyes. I recently watched his video, fascinating to see him at work, out in the countryside. He paints, he puffs (on cigarettes), and chats idly with passers-by. Neat. Can't wait to receive his book.