Visiting
Exhibitions
If,
like me, you take the opportunity to visit amateur art shows when you
come across them, than you will know how diverse they can be. In Rye,
some years ago, I felt as if I dare not speak or comment on the paintings,
the atmosphere was so unfriendly even after paying 25p each to go in.
In Arundel,
I felt the need to point out a blatant copy from a print of someone else’s
work. The copyist happened to be there too making tea but refused to look
me in the eye when the sitter-in called her over and confronted her. Walking
in the Cotswolds, a party of us stumbled across a charming exhibition
in Lower Slaughter. They welcomed us in—muddy boots and all, but we politely
left those in the entrance. At Salcombe, Devon, a lively show of local
talent was displayed to good effect on the first floor of an old harbour
side building. The sitters-in were interesting to talk to and welcoming
to both friends and strangers alike.
There
is a very important exhibition held in Bristol each autumn. Here they
hang the paintings in catalogue order with very few exceptions. Therefore
you can get a two metre square oil next to a miniature watercolour. Very
odd.At least that is what they did the year I visited. In Mildura, Australia
a local artist had her studio in her own purpose-built shop where everything—other
people’s work too—was hung for maximum effect. She was happy to talk to
us and show us her work in progress.

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Editor
The saddest displays
have been in hotels where the pictures have hung so long, the price tags
have become tatty and faded. The most intriguing art work I have seen
was in Fremont, California where Mongolian oil paintings were on show.
Very beautiful they were too with unusual light effects and people with
moon-like faces. Locally, Romsey Art Group’s shows are well worth a visit
but Totton’s takes some beating. And that is what the visitors say—not
me.
PAT
WELLER Past Chairman
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