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Bristol Rooftops

As an infant, I was marched to and from school past the corner where the Regal no longer stands. In rain or in sun, the corner represented the last, or the first, gasp of freedom from the red brick stone tyranny of the school. I was fascinated and a little scared of this huge, semi-derelict Art Deco building, doors already boarded, the screen silver no more. And one day, as I returned as a man, my boyhood over, the cinema was gone, as though perhaps it had never been there at all. This work is a lovely souvenir of Beverley, and a great gift too.

A walk in Chicago takes me to a bar, a former warehouse. I am struck by the water cistern on the roof, both iconic and nostalgic, its shape reminiscent of a film set. I am happy to be in America again, in this vast land, in the setting of my dreams. I feel free, alive, keen to explore the Metropolis with its elevated trains that cut through Art Deco skyscrapers, and its seemingly endless districts. This work is full of American atmosphere, fresh and alive with colour and light. A perfect souvenir, an ideal gift.

An Italian house in summer, a villa of one’s dreams, seeped with cleansing lights, its stone warm to the touch; a house hidden and shrouded with mystery within the embrace of its walls. The garden adds coolness, a veil of delicious greenery infusing the grounds with the citric scent of lemon, and with the sweetness of oleander, honeysuckle and rose. It is indeed the house of one’s dreams, a moment or two of pure joy, the contemplation of promise, that the Italian summer will return again soon. This work makes a wonderful gift, or the perfect reminder of the joys of travel.

A new work by Andrew Reid Wildman depicting a gable end in York.

Portobello Road, London, by Cinema, Oak Park Andrew Reid Wildman

Doorway In Tangier

A white cottage, the lapping Mediterranean breaking the silence of midday, along with the gentle hum of bees. The heat is palpable, like a caress, stopping us in our tracks. I am struck by the vivid pink colours in front of me, by the wall of flowers and the matching pink, wooden door. This colourful work makes an ideal gift, a perfect collection starter, a great souvenir.

A place that never seems to change, that always offers the same, a simple choice, to be taken or left, over decades. I cannot remember when I first saw this café and I don’t think I have ever eaten here, but I am glad it exists, an anchor, a source of Proustian scent, of bacon, toast, grease and coffee. I pause to look at the choices, taunting myself, mulling the range of cheese sandwiches, ham, peanut butter and more. Beyond London stretches outwards, and I make ready to move on, into Bloomsbury or up to Kings Cross. But for this moment I inhale once more the scent of the full English. A lovely gift from London, a fantastic souvenir, rich in detail, in colour and in atmosphere.

As an infant I was taken hand in hand down this street, wrapped up and scared of the Victorian infant school that was my destination. I could hear the bells of the Minster peel over the rooftops, soon to become my lost universe. I wanted to stay at home, or at least limit my outing to the delights of the ice cream shop in the North Bar, or the tudor tearooms where I would get cakes. I wanted to peel away to run around the supermarket that sold toffees and to Woolies for cheap toys. In later years I returned to this magical place, to paint, to explore. And I dream it might once more become my refound universe. The work focuses on the corner of Lady Gate, the name itself dripping with fascination.

Near The Prison, Hull

On a day of crisp spring, I arrived at the vineyard. It seemed Spanish, ancient, a place of delicious shade and a splash of mystery. A fountain splashed playfully, Tivolian in beauty. And despite the shade, the light was intense in places, white. The walls, ochre, orange, brown, merging in colour. A place to sip fruity, rich, deep wine. A place to spend time, to linger, to contemplate. This work is rich in detail and light, a perfect souvenir of California.

The sign outside says Men Only. It intrigues me, in this neighbourhood of transience and movement. I look up at the Americana, the fire escape and redstone, the neon, and the patch of sky. It is an evocative scene, and I wonder about those who enter and leave here. This work is unusual, colourful and striking and makes a great addition to any collection of American works, and a great gift too.

A walk through Paris, and as usual I spot the Eiffel Tower, appearing on the horizon, a beacon and a symbol. For most Parisians, an everyday occurrence, but the sight of this icon always fills me with childish excitement. Greenery, shade, sky, elegant and unaffordable buildings mix. The simple joy of being in Paris. The work is a cheerful reminder of the City of Lights. A perfect gift.

This work depicts a street corner in London, a place made remarkable by its eclectic architecture, a place of magic where turrets pierce the blue sky, garrets and glimpses into a dozen private worlds. I marvel at the contrasting colours, reddish and ochre Victorian brick, seeped in hundred year old soot, and smooth walls of burgundy plaster. The work is rich in colour, in realism and makes a perfect gift of London.

Original artwork by Andrew Reid Wildman

A depiction of Edinburgh's Victoria Street by Andrew Reid Wildman

Sorry Chiefs fans. As a Chicago Bears fan, it is very simple to diagnose any offensive issues with your team.

Work by Andrew Reid Wildman

Public House, Kingston Upon Hull, England

Somerset, Houses and Flowers

Bar In France

Pizol, Switzerland

Tel Aviv, Yard In Shadows

I made this for purely self indulgent reasons, because I wanted a sticker of a sweet lil tamagotchi Louis.

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This work by Andrew Reid Wildman depicts a set of post-war buildings in the city's Chinese Quarter. The sun hits the walls and casts its shadow. Signage and advertising set the tone of the quarter's atmosphere.

A typical London scene. By the side of a Victorian canal, where nature breaks out in a riot of green, a man heads up the steps, to greet his friends. Where next for him? The pub perhaps, for a Saturday afternoon late lunch. Or maybe a Camden cafe for a slice of chocolate cake. London is beckoning him with a million possibilities. The sky and bricks radiate heat. There is a scent of mulch, the gentle hum of buses. An ideal souvenir of London.

This work depicts the Eiffel Tower

I became a doctor for the same four reasons that everybody does: chicks, money, power, and chicks.

Edinburgh, Pub on the Corner

Edinburgh, A View Of Edinburgh

House of American Dreams

A work of striking urban tranquility by Andrew Reid Wildman.

London, Gasometers and Flats

This work, vivid and full of atmosphere, depicts a Parisian street under a blue sky. Yet shadows gather over the cobbles and there is a sense of mystery. I love wandering around Paris, especially early in the morning, when all is still, and the air is crisp, scented with coffee and fresh bread. This work is a lovely souvenir of Paris, and a great addition to any collection.