Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Lost In Art


First of all, thank you all for your kind words following my previous post, we are touched by your thoughtfulness. There are so many kind people in the blogosphere.

Yesterday, I felt the need to go and look, to ‘just be’ for a while. I’d not been to see as many of the Derbyshire Open Arts event’s as I’d originally planned, so maybe that’s what drew me into Manchester, lets face it I’m not often drawn to cities.

I snook in, first thing, taking an early train, I visited a few shops (which were pretty empty, just as I like them, considering I worked in retail for decades, I’ve such a low tolerance busy shops).

Then I went to Manchester Art Gallery, they couldn’t have offered a warmer welcome to an  ex florist than the installation festooning the  perimeter railings

Living railing 2-1

Moss, willow, seed pods, ferns, right up my street.

Living railing -1

I had a coffee and a delicious piece of Victoria sponge in in cafe (the cake had just the right play off, between sweet butter cream and tart raspberry).

I left my shopping bounty in a locker and then spent a contented couple of hours mooching around, too many things to mention, but the Grayson Perry vase and the work by Eric Ravilious were favourites. But undoubtedly I’m most ‘in my element’   in the the gallery of craft and design.  How do I explain? I’m sure there must be  gallery curator jargon for it, but who knows; I just like the way the clusters of objects, link and flow into one another around the room, it manages to both feed and satiate my curiosity at the same time. Magic ehh?

Those of a curios disposition,  I’m sure would be drawn to the object displayed  in the gallery from Mary Greg collection. Off you go and have a rummage. Enjoy.

When I lurched back out into the Manchester streets, I found them full of hustle and bustle, time I thought to head back home to the hills.


Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

3 thoughts on “Lost In Art

  1. I’m so glad that you were able to have a restorative day after all you have been through recently. I love that amazing willow, moss, fern combination – my favorites as well and a truly magnificent natural structure.

  2. A most enjoyable read, with interesting links. xx

  3. That railing is simply gorgeous. Seems that you have a peaceful visit with the art. Museums have such a calming affect. Sorry to read of your loss, but it sounds like he had a very long and enjoyable life.

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