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David KEMP (1945)The Fisherman's Wife Oil on floorboard Incised monogram and dated 1980 Inscribed to the back18.5 x 16.8cm, irregularThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Roger HILTON (1911-1975)Last Paintings10 exhibition posters This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Roger HILTON (1911-1975)Last Paintings6 exhibition posters This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Art reference books from the library of Rose and Roger HiltonThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Roger HILTON (1911-1975)Night Letters and other writings The book, edited by Martin Farren 12 copiesThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019)Various Messum catalogues, mostly 2012This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019)Roger`s RoomScreenprint Artist`s ProofSigned and inscribed53 x 64cm paper sizeThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019)FigureColoured ScreenprintArtist`s ProofSigned and inscribed51 x 39cm paper sizeThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019)The ConversationScreenprint Printers ProofSigned and inscribed31 x 38cm paper sizeThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019)FigureScreenprint Signed and inscribed and numbered 2/4532 x 23cm sight sizeThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019)ZelahScreenprint Signed and inscribed numbered 9/4528 x 34cm paper sizeThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Roger HILTON (1911-1975)The Drawings of Roger Hilton The book by Adrian LewisEight copiesThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Art reference books from the library of Rose and Roger HiltonThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Eric GILL (1882-1940)The Engravings Edited by Christopher Skelton 1993With dust jacket This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

John WELLS (1907-2000)A Jonathan Clark catalogueTogether with a signed and inscribed Sandra Blow catalogue, Royal Academy of Arts 1994This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Art reference books from the library of Rose and Roger HiltonIncluding Tracey Emin and Maggi Hambling This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room. Condition report: Exhibition catalogue Hayward Gallery, London, 18 May 2011-29 August 2011.

Roger DAVISONDancers Oil on canvas Signed, inscribed and dated 1990 to the back 80 x 80cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Kate Nicholson, Mary Stork and others A collection of catalogues etcThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Keith VAUGHANJournal & drawings 1939-1965Published Alan Ross London 1966This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Breon O'CASEY A Celtic Artist The book by Jack O'sullivanTogether with Roger Mayne a signed copy of his street photographs, 1986, V&A Museum This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON and friendsA collection of catalogues and other publicationsThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON and friendsA collection of catalogues and other publications etcThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Art reference books etc from the library of Rose and Roger HiltonThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Roger HILTON (1911-1975)Last Paintings Five copies of the exhibition catalogue, Sheffield 1980This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Art reference books etc from the library of Rose and Roger HiltonThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Roger MAYNE (1929-2014)photographsPublished by Jonathan Cape, London Signed twice by the artist and inscribedThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Victor PASMORE (1908-1998)A Thames & Hudson book With catalogue raisonne 1980Dust jacketThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Bob BOURNE (1931)Newlyn Harbour Oil on board Artist's labels to the back, one dated 2001 64.5 x 60cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Art reference books etc from the library of Rose and Roger HiltonThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Peter LANYON (1918-1964)His Paintings by Andrew Causey Introduction from Naum Gabo This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Adrian Ryan, Kurt Jackson & Rose Hilton Three art booksThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Art reference books etc from the library of Rose and Roger HiltonThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Patrick Heron, Fred Yates & Margaret MellisThree art booksThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Ben Nicholson, Christopher Wood & John Wells Four art booksThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Christopher Wood & Rose Hilton Two art booksThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Adrian Stokes, Peter Lanyon & Ben Nicholson Five publicationsThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Keith Vaughan & Terry Frost Two publications This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Roger HILTON Night letters and selected drawings This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Max BARRETT (1937-1988)Female torsowood (yew wood?) sculptureMonogrammed90cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room. Condition report: No evidence of woodworm. Wood has split and cracked in a number of places. Paint splashes throughout. Additional images added.

Alex SMIRNOFF (1960)Serpentine head21cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

A studio pottery teabowl and a ceramic sculpture This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style. Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room. Condition report: No evidence of chips, cracks or restoration to either the figure or the ceramic bowl. There are some inclusions in inner ceramic bowl beneath the glaze. Clay moulded figure, painted with black. Surface wear to both consistent with age.

Sandra BLOW RA (1925-2006)Untitled Mixed media including tea, ash and collage197 x 215cm(See illustration)This very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room. Condition report: Media media includes oil, tea staining and paper collage on canvas. Surface dirt and old repairs to canvas throughout. Canvas is frayed at the edges. A number of puncture holes to the canvas painted over. Paper has substantial wear and losses. In studio condition. Additional images added. We are not aware if Rose Hilton bought the work from Sandra Blow or if it was a gift. It is a large canvas and not taken off the wall.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019)Seated figureOil on canvas61 x 51cm together with an unfinished large oil 121.5 x 183cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019) Untitled, a summer painting Oil on canvas Signed to the stretcherStudio seal to the back 120 x 65cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room. Condition report: Canvas loose on stretcher. Canvas has come loose along the lower edge and lower left corner. Would benefit from a new stretcher and relining. Pigments in good overall condition. Some surface dents and marks.

Roger HILTON Three publicationsThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019) A painted plate Studio seal to the back Diameter 29cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Bo HILTON (1961)French MarketOil on boardSigned, signed inscribed and dated 2009 to the back30 x 40cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Jane AKEROYD (1918-1999)RhododendronsOil on boardInitalled and dated 9038 x 36cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Various works from Rose's cottage including a portrait by RoseThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Mary POTTER (1900-1981)LanscapeWatercolour13.5 x 12cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

John MILLER (1931-2002)SunsetGouacheSigned, signed inscribed and dated 1993 to the back10 x 7cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room. Condition report: Gouache pigments do not show any obvious signs of fading however the work on paper has suffered from damp and mould in the lower quadrant. Surface wear and marks on the mount.

Rod WALKER (1949)To The EdgeOil on canvasSigned inscribed and dated 2009 to the back61 x 61cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019) Reading AloudOil on panelStudio seal to the back 61 x 65cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019) A Cornish LassOil on canvas Signed twiceFurther signed and inscribed to the backStudio seal to the back 30 x 25cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Fergus HILTON (1966)Death Acrylic on canvas Signed and inscribed to the back 76 x 76cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Stephen DENISON (1909-1965)A portrait of Lamorna Birch painting on the banks of Lamorna StreamOil on boardTie on label to the back and Sancreed Studios label40 x 50cmProvenance: By decent from Lamorna Birch

Ander GUNNSarah and Pearl Photograph Signed, dated '82 and inscribedNumbered 1/1539 x29cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room. Condition report: Mount and lower quadrant of photograph has suffered from damp and mould. Additional image of lower left corner added.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019) The CafeOil on boardSigned and inscribed to the backStudio seal to the back 60 x 75cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room. Condition report: Oil on board. Surface dirt and dust. Board slightly loose in frame. Signed ROSE HILTON, titled The Cafe and inscribed Tea Time on the reverse. Condition consistent with age and studio condition. Additional images attached.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019) Andrew Lambirth, SeatedOil on canvas Studio seal to the back 50.5 x 50.5cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019) Kneeling NudeOil and mixed media on canvas Studio seal to the back 61 x 51cmThis very personal collection of pictures from the painter Rose Hilton's Botallack Moor house are those she kept about her and saw every day. Botallack was her home for 54 years during 10 of which she was married to the older, abstract painter, Roger Hilton. The house with its views across ruined mine workings to the wide sea was formed of a row of miners' cottages that Roger had spotted advertised for sale in The Times, knocked through and modernised to make a home for their young sons Bo and Fergus. Roger brought a few inherited pieces of antique furniture and the austere self portrait painted by his mother as a student at the Slade School of Art. Rose added her own casual decorative touches, described by their friend the poet W.S. Graham as, 'the Beat style.' The artists in this far flung corner of the St. Ives diaspora had always gifted and swapped pieces amongst themselves and as Rose's painting career reignited in the years after Roger's death she began buying and adding to the growing collection at Botallack. The back wall in the little kitchen hung in a stack, edge-to-edge and almost to the ceiling, featured two by Terry Frost, another from Breon O'Casey was above the upright piano, there were landscapes in the bathroom and a 'gallery' corridor wall that she continually rehung with newer works: pieces by Fergus Hilton and her friends Jeremy Le Grice and Frank Phelan, her elder son Bo Hilton (also a painter) and a pair of striking paintings that she had bought as memorials to her old friend the painter Mary Stork. The picture store in the downstairs back room that was Roger Hilton's bedroom cum studio during the last years of his life was full up, too. 'If you're an artist, you're visual, so you usually paint walls white and have flowers and nice materials and things,' Rose said, describing her style.Rose was generous almost to a fault, and when she was not occupied with painting a steady stream of friends, fellow artists and curious visitors filled this hospitable house, art historians, collectors or the regulars of her weekly life drawing classes and older friends who arrived to talk and drink and join in with singing the chapel hymns she knew by heart around the piano that she had bought from the local pub and the fire in the Long Room.