The Guildhall Art Gallery has a well-defined policy of mounting temporary exhibitions of work by living artists, providing the subject matter is closely involved with the theme of London. David Tress, although born in the capital in 1955, has lived in Pembrokeshire, West Wales, since 1976, and has made a substantial reputation for himself as a painter of wild, not to say elemental, landscape. But, as the riverscapes of George Rowlett make abundantly clear, you don’t have to go to the country for passion and drama — the paint can swirl just as crazily or as poignantly over the Thames. Tress’s London scenes are equally robust, based upon childhood memories and refreshed by recent trips to the capital. Previously, they had constituted the least well-known (and, as such, somewhat downplayed) aspect of his oeuvre. The Guildhall show now gives them centre stage, and the results are very impressive indeed.
At this point, I should declare an interest — I have written the catalogue essay for Tress’s touring exhibition of drawings, originated by Brecknock Museum & Art Gallery, Brecon, of which this show is a version.
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