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Rose HILTON (1931-2019) Standing Nudes Oil on canvas paper Signed and dated 2000 Studio seal to the back 48 x 36.5cmThis 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. Condition report: Painted surface in good condition. Frame and mount are dirty with signs of damp and mould. Some creases to canvas paper visible upper right. Signed Rose Hilton in pencil and dated 2000 lower left.

Stella CARDEWStill life Oil on canvas Signed56 x 41cmThis 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) Illustration for Sydney's (W S Graham) Poem to Nessie, 2005Charcoal and inkSigned and inscribed to the backStudio seal to the back 23.5 x 37cmThis 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: Framed dimensions 40 x 53cm

Roger HILTON (1911-1975)Exhibition PosterHayward Gallery 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.

Nicola BEALING (1963)Spanish HoopoeOil on panel Together with other works including Derek HollandThis 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)Untitled Oil on canvas 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.

Roger HILTON (1911-1975)Four Willslane Published printsPaper size 45.5 x 64.5cmThis 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. Condition report: There are 4 identical published prints in this lot. Sheet size is 45.5 x 64cm.

Roger HILTON (1911-1975)The Scottish Arts Council exhibition catalogue 1974Two copies 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.

Four various works from the Rose's cottageThis 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 STORK (1938-2007)Head Gouache 39 x 27cmThis 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.

Frank PHELAN (1932)Yellow Wedge Oil on canvas Signed, inscribed and dated 2010 to the back 96 x 127cm(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.

Bob BOURNE (1931)Landscape Oil on card 40.5 x 50cm(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.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019) Seated NudeOil on canvas boardStudio seal to the back 46 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.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019) Garden in AlloaOil on canvas Signed and inscribed to the back Studio seal to the back 25 x 30.5cmThis 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) NudeOil on boardStudio seal to the back 26.5 x 29.5cmThis 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) Dr David Brown in his dressing gownOil on canvas Signed Phipps to the back and inscribed Studio seal to the back 53 x 43cmTogether with two other figure studies by Rose 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.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019) Head of a womanOil on canvas Studio 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. Condition report: Unframed. In good overall condition. Small paint flecks consistent with the studio condition of the work.

Bo HILTON (1961)Newlyn Harbour Oil on boardSigned to the backStudio seal to the back 24.5 x 34.5cmThis 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) KenidjackOil on canvas Studio seal to the back 122 x 182cm(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: In fair studio condition. Canvas unlined and slightly loose on stretcher. Some scattered inclusions in the paintwork, contemporary with the work. Some fading along the outer edges of the canvas. Not signed.

John FOSTER In The Mist Oil on board Signed and inscribed to the back 26 x 20cmTogether with other works from Rose`s cottage.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.

Jeremy ANNEAR (1949)No 6 Idea Oil on canvas Signed and inscribed 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.

Rose HILTON (1931-2019) A sketchbook, partially filled with mostly student sketchesIncluding still lifes, Greek and Egyptian statuary and interiors44 x 35cmThis 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) Seated modelOil on boardStudio seal to the back 40 x 30.5cmThis 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.

Michael FINN (1921-2002)Floating IIAcrylic on wood construction with cardboardSigned, inscribed and dated '87 to the back27 x 37.5cmThis 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) The Headscarf Oil on canvasStudio seal to the back 30 x 25.5cm (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.

David KEMP (1945)BullScaffolding clip and pitchforkFull height 37.5cmThis 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.

Saltglaze stoneware vase in the form of a female torso Impressed potters mark MH in a circleHeight 38cmThis 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 quantity of Messum 2016 catalogues 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)The Drawings of Roger Hilton The book by Adrian LewisFive 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.

Roger HILTON (1911-1975)The Drawings of Roger Hilton The book by Adrian LewisFive 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.

Roger HILTON (1911-1975)The Drawings of Roger Hilton The book by Adrian LewisFive 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.

Roger HILTON (1911-1975)The Drawings of Roger Hilton The book by Adrian LewisFive 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.

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 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.

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.