Gruffudd Fine Arts

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Seriously, though, we are collecting and campaigning on behalf of British cultural causes, so if there's nothing that interests you here, please consider a donation.  The Gods of Albion will thank you.

Also, please consider our Club, whereby you can pay a little each week, month or whatever towards the purchase of a piece of art. In this instance, do please email us to tell us which one you are looking to buy. 

 Portrait of an Imaginary Lady. A foray into the world of naive portraiture.

Glass Urn. A study upon flowers, inspired by a patron of the arts.

Keep a Weather Eye on the Horizon. The sentinel, spear in hand, watches for any enemy activity which may appear.  Or is she, rather, gazing in awe at the spectacular stellar display?

Put the Boot In. A study in going with a pattern which presents itself, of being guided by the Gods - as indeed my art always is, and I am left to make sense of it all.  Subliminal messages have the power of profundity. 

The Nine Ladies. This is a stone circle just outside Matlock in Derbyshire, on Stanton Moor.  It was, until very recently, threatened with extinction, so this is a very necessary reminder of our precious heritage.

Queen Boudica (circa 25CE - 61CE) of the Iceni tribe of eastern Albion, fierce warrior and, very nearly, router of the Roman invader, as she may have looked. 

Ceridwen's Leap.  Ceridwen is the Keltic Goddess of inspiration who brewed a potion for her son Afagddu (utter darkness) who, being the ugliest creature that ever assumed human form, might nevertheless be mitigated by the wisdom the brew ensured. However, Gwion Bach, who stirred the cauldron wherein the brew had been boiling, partook of the drops of the Awen when they splashed upon his thumb and, instinctively, he sucked on the site. Gwion knew the danger he faced and took flight; Ceridwen, knowing that all her work was in vain, gave chase. The picture shows her in her flight as she chases down the stirrer.