The Sprung Spring, Equinox and other things


Delicious spring days, morning light, evening light, daffodils in abundance in and around Bath and some tulips making an early dart at flowering. In the gallery Stewart Edmondson’s fluid and colourful landscapes adorn the walls.

The show continues until April 6th.

There is a Track, Acrylic on Paper 85 x 86 cm. £3,000


‘Lines Written in Early Spring’ by William Wordsworth

‘I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.

Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And ’tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.

The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure:—
But the least motion which they made
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.

The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.

If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be Nature’s holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?’

Adam Buick’s geologically inspired moon jars continue to be a big hit with visitors.



BA4, Large Jar with Abereiddi Stone Glaze, £3,000.


Meanwhile, behind my seat in the gallery this little sage of a monkey sits, eyes partially shut, his mind on higher things.  Nichola Theakston’s patina is expertly done, the subtle matt finish the perfect accompaniment to the character of the animal depicted.


Monkey Sketch 4, Bronze, Edition of 15. £1,375


‘No Word’ by Kenneth Rexroth

The trees hang silent
In the heat . . . . .
Undo your heart
Tell me your thoughts
What you were
And what you are . . . . .
Like bells no one
Has ever rung.

Also new in the gallery is this lovely still life…


Grapefruit and Confit Pot, Oil on Canvas, 80 x 80 cm.


And finally….

‘Elegy’ by Aracelis Girmay

‘What to do with this knowledge that our living is not guaranteed?

Perhaps one day you touch the young branch
of something beautiful. & it grows & grows
despite your birthdays & the death certificate,
& it one day shades the heads of something beautiful
or makes itself useful to the nest. Walk out
of your house, then, believing in this.
Nothing else matters.

All above us is the touching
of strangers & parrots,
some of them human,
some of them not human.

Listen to me. I am telling you
a true thing. This is the only kingdom.
The kingdom of touching;
the touches of the disappearing, things.’

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The exhibition with Adam Buick and Stewart Edmondson will be on display until 6 April.

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Flamma, Oil on Linen 19 x 22 cm. £780