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The road to Hull is paved with good intentions

Midnight Society

An iconic Hull building, painted by artist Andrew Reid Wildman

Hull University

Hull, Guildhall

Hull, Bar

This work depicts Posterngate in Hull's old town.

Hull, England

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Abstract painting by Kari Gregorich

This work by artist Andrew Reid Wildman depicts the Swan pub in Hull's Beverley Road.

Hull, 1960s Buildings

A lovely depiction of one of Hull's landmark's by Andrew Reid Wildman.

Hull Three Ships Mural

View of Hull

Work by Andrew Reid Wildman

A view of Hull

Featuring the artwork of Andrew Reid Wildman

A View of Hull

A place known since childhood, the city’s primary department store, decades of memories. The indescribable joy of seeing Father Christmas, neon on lights, and artificial Christmas trees, a world seen through the eyes of a little boy, surrounded by noises, smells and sensations. Tills ringing, loud voices, a food hall redolent of cheese and ham and ground roasting coffee, escalators transporting me to an enchanted world of novelty, and then to the vinegar scented dining room where salty chips and sugary, creamy trifle would be served. I loved that shop, loved it with the intensity of a close and long friendship. It was part of me, part of my childhood. I wanted to capture it in paint, to focus on a corner, to explore its texture and colou...

A work of striking urban tranquility by Andrew Reid Wildman.

A view of Hull, England

A Street View of Hull

A view of Hull, England

A view of Hull, England

I have passed under this bridge many times in my life. It marks the entry to my favourite corner of Hull, a Bohemia of cafés and shops that hug the red brick avenue, filling it with youthful joy and pleasure. A place of quirky shops, retro objects to tantalize and tempt, pangs of memory and Proustian triggers too. The bakery that reminds me of a 1970s childhood, with lurid strawberry tarts and donuts filled with synthetic cream, éclairs in crisp paper trays, fluffy rolls filled with grated cheese. The heavenly scent of yeast and baking comes over from a nearby factory, mixing with freshly ground coffee. The bridge itself spans the road, its corners little patches of dark shadow and vegetation. A perfect souvenir of Hull, a great gift.

One of the prettiest streets in the old town, Prince Street is a hidden gem, one of Hull's best.

Buildings anchor me to childhood, their faces ageing, their modernity replaced by decay. And yet here they remain, as they have always done so since my childhood. First seen half a century ago, I remember the building, passed fleetingly on the way to pantomimes and toy shops, to dental appointments and the wonders of the museum quarter. The style evokes a halcyon period of hope, of growth and rebuilding after the war, it tingles with the spirit of the 1950s and 60s. Of all the corners and places on earth, Hull is the only one I have always known. I paint it repeatedly, recreating embers of belonging. This work is detailed, created slowly, with attention to realism. It is a perfect addition for anyone with a passion for architecture, and ...

A colorful and bright work of Hull's Anlaby Road, by local artist Andrew Reid Wildman

Old cinemas fascinate the artist. This work depicts a disused building in Hull's Anlaby Road.

A View of Hull

Captured in October 2015 by drone at Hull Fair

hull s pubs fascinate me, beacons of warmth and places of cheer, set against cold winds and grey skies i spotted this pub a while ago, when it was still yellow, on a narrow street near the hull river the area is industrial, mysterious in the fog, hull noir, walls topped with wire and shiny cobbles, red bricks, and seagulls i wanted to capture it the work is a perfect gift, a wonderful souvenir of hull

This terrace of Victorian houses caught my eye, a long terrace, that seemed to stretch towards the horizon and which was basking in a glorious, celestial light. It was an area of Hull I did not know well, and I was exploring on my last evening there. Everything seemed to turn to gold, the air scented with lilac and the evocative fragrance of hot food. I set out to capture the pattern of light on the red brick.

Hull Cafe, England