The Garden I
An original signed colour woodcut with hand colouring.
Printed by Argus Studio.
Rothenstein's idyllic childhood in the Stroud Valley continued to have significance throughout his career. He remained sensitive to the creatures and objects of the natural world recalling, '...and it was very wild; one could walk through the fields, almost deafened by the natural sounds, the birds, the sawing of the grasshoppers in the grass. It was a continual symphony of sound. Wonderful.'
These prints executed towards the end of Rothenstein's life are a testament to those memories.
Printed by Argus Studio.
Rothenstein's idyllic childhood in the Stroud Valley continued to have significance throughout his career. He remained sensitive to the creatures and objects of the natural world recalling, '...and it was very wild; one could walk through the fields, almost deafened by the natural sounds, the birds, the sawing of the grasshoppers in the grass. It was a continual symphony of sound. Wonderful.'
These prints executed towards the end of Rothenstein's life are a testament to those memories.
$2,640.46
The Garden I—
$2,640.46
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An original signed colour woodcut with hand colouring.
Printed by Argus Studio.
Rothenstein's idyllic childhood in the Stroud Valley continued to have significance throughout his career. He remained sensitive to the creatures and objects of the natural world recalling, '...and it was very wild; one could walk through the fields, almost deafened by the natural sounds, the birds, the sawing of the grasshoppers in the grass. It was a continual symphony of sound. Wonderful.'
These prints executed towards the end of Rothenstein's life are a testament to those memories.
Printed by Argus Studio.
Rothenstein's idyllic childhood in the Stroud Valley continued to have significance throughout his career. He remained sensitive to the creatures and objects of the natural world recalling, '...and it was very wild; one could walk through the fields, almost deafened by the natural sounds, the birds, the sawing of the grasshoppers in the grass. It was a continual symphony of sound. Wonderful.'
These prints executed towards the end of Rothenstein's life are a testament to those memories.
