THE SEA AIR, the sea spray, the unbearable cabin, the long hill of the island growing ever closer, rearranging levels, changing shape, becoming itself. Its upper slopes sooty-black like the colour in Nolde, in the book Janet gave him that Christmas. And the other landmarks that appeared now as
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“As soon as I could, I went to Orkney, where I started to write poetry.” Ian Hamilton Finlay, c.1965 HE HAD DREAMED and spoken about it for months, for years. But at last, one evening in early March 1959, the 33-year-old writer and playwright Ian H. Finlay
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In connection with something I'm writing about his relationship with Orkney, I've been thinking lately about IHF's 1960 collection The Dancers Inherit the Party. The title of one poem in particular, "Orkney Interior", struck me as being quite painterly in its implication—
This is mainly a re-posting of this (slightly updated) flyer, but readers may be interested to know that following the presentation of the double bill, concrete as an ART form at The Space, Rousay (Orkney) on April 11, screenings of the film are scheduled to take place at the
The Boat in the Writing Room: retracing the origins of Stonypath, Little Sparta Written and presented by Alistair Peebles | Directed by Michael Lloyd flytingfilms and Brae Editions, 2025 (57' 12") Screened 28 October 2025 at the Pier Arts Centre, Stromness, Orkney A review by Brandon Logan LITTLE SPARTA,
The third part of this exploration has been unavoidably delayed, but these photographs are offered meantime as evidence of continuing activity. The Pier Arts Centre's centenary exhibition of work by Ian Hamilton Finlay closes on Saturday, and the loan to the gallery of a set of three ceramic
The Pier Arts Centre's Ian Hamilton Finlay and Orkney runs in tandem with the gallery's main exhibition of the season, Bet Low: An Island On Your Doorstep. The subtitle for the latter was selected from a passage in the artist's own writings about Orkney,
I’m most familiar with this silkscreen from seeing it at the Edinburgh home of the photographer Robin Gillanders, where till recently it hung in the hallway of his and his wife Marjory’s New Town flat. It’s one of a number of prints they were given by the