This weekend, to celebrate 18 years of being married, the other half and I sneaked off to Harrogate sans enfants. Harrogate is lovely little town best known for Betty’s tea rooms. We did of course spend too much money on small sandwiches and scones, but it had to be done really!
The following day we headed off to the Yorkshire Sculpture Park.
It’s an absolutely massive site and we only got around a small fraction of it.
Elizabeth Fink
And it rained the whole time.
I’m not the biggest sculpture fan and when I saw this on the horizon I wasn’t too bothered about getting up close. But as soon as we began to walk through and around it, it came to life. I guess that interaction is what sculptors want in some respects.
Henry Moore
There was a real impact in seeing these enormous, sculptural pieces out in the landscape with a great sweeping slice of Yorkshire as a back drop.
Sophie Ryder
There is a David Nash exhibition on at the moment (which cannot be photographed) that converted me a little into believing in ‘found’ sculpture. I’m sure I sound like a heretic in saying this but I didn’t think there was much art in finding a tree, sawing it a bit and calling it a sculpture UNTIL I went around this exhibition. There is art and beauty in the colour and texture of wood and what David Nash has is a very light touch in bringing the form to life as something less obvious than a tree trunk. I’m not feeling very eloquent today – maybe seeing is believing! I would definitely recommend a visit.
