SUMMER EXHIBITION
New Paintings and sculptures
Opening Saturday 29 June 10-5
Jo Barrett Pear and Comfit Bowl Oil on Canvas 80 x 80 cm. £3,400
And as an antidote to the current heatwave.....
Michael Ashcroft Whiteout, Denham Lancashire Oil on Board 17 x 40 cm. £1,200.
We have new a new consignment of flower paintings from Linda Felcey....
Plus new oils by Mark Entwisle, winner of the Sunday Times Watercolour award in 2020, including this lovely little painting of a dwelling in Suffolk's Never-never land (J M Barrie was a friend of the Ogilvie family who originally designed the Thorpness area as a resort of sorts).
An extract from Edward Thomas 'Home' :
During the summer we will be showcasing work by a sculptor based in Suffolk, Roger Hardy.
Roger uses wood he sollects from local woodlands. This wood, he says ,'is quite different to that found on the estuaries and shorelines. I am preserving it and giving back life and soul in the form of the human figure, revealing the layers of history and life it once had. I do this by re-shaping and carving, releasing the soul and character of the human form within. Strangely most of my finds have human characteristics worn into them by nature. I like to work with the timeless quality of the sculptures. They could have been carved in the Middle Ages by long lost ancestors or pilgrims. I like them to take on a totemistic resonance. They seem to have a soul/life becoming an icon of humanity. This aspect fascinates me.'
ROGER HARDY
New Sculptures
Opening Saturday 29 June 10-5
Homesickness' by Carol Ann Duffy
'When we love, when we tell ourselves we do,
we are pining for first love, somewhen,
before we thought of wanting it. When we rearrange
the room we end up living in, we are looking
for first light, the arrangement of light,
that time, before we knew to call it light.
Or talk of music, when we say
we cannot talk of it, but play again
C major, A flat minor, we are straining
for first sound, what we heard once,
then, in lost chords, wordless languages.
What country do we come from? This one?
The one where the sun burns
when we have night? The one
the moon chills; elsewhere, possible?
Why is our love imperfect,
music only echo of itself,
the light wrong?
We scratch in dust with sticks,
dying of homesickness
for when, where, what.'
We are also pleased to be showing for the first time ceramics by Patricia Thom
TRICIA THOM
New Ceramics
Opening Saturday 29 June 10-5
Patricia Thom Large Moon Jar with Gold Rim Porcelain Diam 32 cm. £950
Patricia Thom Ginger Jars Porcelain 17 x 14, 13 x 13 cm. £190, £150
And finally, with Bath bathed in more heat than any Irish person would know what to do with
'Mossbawn: Two poems in Dedication (For Mary Heaney)'
I. Sunlight
'There was a sunlit absence.
The helmeted pump in the yard
heated its iron,
water honeyed
in the slung bucket
and the sun stood
like a griddle cooling
against the wall
of each long afternoon.
So, her hands scuffled
over the bakeboard,
the reddening stove
sent its plaque of heat
against her where she stood
in a floury apron
by the window.
Now she dusts the board
with a goose’s wing,
now sits, broad-lapped,
with whitened nails
and measling shins:
here is a space
again, the scone rising
to the tick of two clocks.
And here is love
like a tinsmith’s scoop
sunk past its gleam
in the meal-bin.'
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Thank you very much for reading.
Aidan