New Term, New Times
Bethlem Gallery Studio 2024 Now that the studio is open again after refurbishment (hello green walls!), we wanted to let you know that the studio space will be closed every day between 1-2pm. This will allow Gallery staff members to regroup, eat lunch, take a walk, prepare for the afternoon session or even just get some […]
Bethlem Art Fair 2024: Call out for artwork
Bethlem Art Fair 2023 Bethlem Gallery invites artists, patients, service users, carers and loved ones, staff and volunteers connected to the South London and Maudsley NHS Foundation Trust to contribute up to 3 artworks to the Bethlem Art Fair 2024 that will be open from 27 November 2024 – 11 January 2025. Download the submission […]
Reflections on The Peter Sowerby Collection
The Peter Sowerby Collection is a new collection of artworks by artists with lived experience of mental health services being developed by Bethlem Gallery. Chantal Condron, member of the Collection Advisory Board, shares her thoughts of the first six months of the project: Listening to birdsong on a July afternoon, standing among gnarly apple trees […]
A Poem by our Writer in Residence, David Gilbert
Like walking backwards blindfold up a hill, how he came upon this woman to loveand upon these children, how he came to watch over a home,this her asleep he came upon this gladelike a small child amazed by a crystal garden writhing with each drop of water, unravelling.How the bruises were nursed. How quiet the street,the […]
Mountsfield Recovery House Artist in Residence 2024
Workshop with Amber Roper How to Apply and Selection Process Full brief, including payment info, available to download here. Please submit your application of interest by email to kate.watson@bethlemgallery.com by 9am Monday 15th July 2024. The application must include: Artist statement (max. 250 words) CV or Portfolio Up to 10 jpg files (no larger than […]
A Poem by our Writer in Residence, David Gilbert
Bright I trusted the lapwings, peewits, so few of them now, swirling high then swooping the land, my breath, my air, my disparate gaze, fastening hard. Nobody knew more than I did that glinting green-blue-black swarm darkening the far fields, like a gathering army with a small skirmish to be won then driving at the dense reedsupright by the waters released suddenly like […]