We were in one of the many great pubs when I picked up a leaflet about a small gallery out in one of the villages, we decided it was worth a look and it was indeed a beautiful building, a converted school house that was home to Alfred Cohen who died back in 2001.
I had not heard about his work before, judging by the art market value a once sought after artist is no longer fetching much, I did not like most of his paintings, many had dated quite badly, but these landscapes were lovely. Just the merest whiff of Alfred Wallis, they were very small and rather intimate with a rich impasto surface.
The gallery was run by his widowed wife and sold some very interesting art work, another large dose of lifestyle envy!
Photos from here & here & me