Pub Hull Tapestries

Old Public House In Hull, England

Work by Andrew Reid Wildman

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

A famous and iconic Hull pub, filled with atmosphere, a place of ghosts and friendship. A lovely work that exudes Hull. An ideal gift, a wonderful souvenir. I have painted this scene before, but the pub, and what it stands for and what it reminds me of, continue to draw me.

Central Hull Pub, England

Hull, Bar

I spotted this pub in the East of Hull, a lovely symmetry to inspire me, curves and arches, compact and grand at once. The brick is red, warm, absorbing the heat of many summers, radiating warmth in the depth of winter when fog rolls in from the Humber, the sound of cheerful voices and the glow of company from within. I am intrigued and want to know the age of the building, its history and its namesake. The work is rich in colour, with hints of hot August weather and a bright blue sky. A great gift, a wonderful souvenir of Hull.

Iconic Pub Central Hull, England

Walking east, across the river Hull, I enjoy the stillness of Sunday morning. The pavement already feels warm, a scent of tarmac and the brine of the Humber. Unfamiliar now, memories of childhood stirred as I remember the direction of the road. I pause outside a pub, and I decide I want to paint it, enjoying its solidity and nostalgia. There is a red lion over the door, red bricks and chalk boards, an invitation to enter and enjoy a cheerful evening. The work is full of colour, a perfect souvenir of Hull, a great gift.

Pub In Hull With Flour Mill Behind

This work depicts the Manchester Arms pub in Hull's old town. The work is full of restrained energy, the colours intense and summery.

A view of a Hull pub, from days gone by. A pleasing shape, Victorian, solid, windows that do not give much away about what is inside, adding a feeling of mystery and cosiness, hinting at warmth and community, a privacy. There is a haunted quality now, evocative of a time before the bulldozers and rebuilding, of cobbles and narrow streets. The work is rich in colour and detail and would make a lovely souvenir of Hull, a great gift, a perfect collection starter.

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

Pub In Cottingham

Art by Andrew Reid Wildman

By Andrew Reid Wildman

Art by Andrew Reid Wildman, a pub in Hull's Beverley Road.

A walk across the river Hull took me to a road called Strawberry Street, a place of industry and urban landscapes, a place that was quiet, at this time of day even desolate. I remembered times long gone, half a century ago when this was the area where my father worked, in a factory surrounded by walls and wire, red brick and the scent of tar. Seagulls woop. Trucks rumble by in the distance, fresh from the ferry port. And I stop to admire the pub, closed now, its net curtains hiding the interior. It reminds me of Victorian times, of foggy nights and the ghostly sound of piano music perhaps. But maybe Strawberry Street is playing tricks on me. This work makes an ideal souvenir of Hull, a great gift, or a perfect collection starter.

Driving out the city, along long, flat roads, I come to a huge pub, reminiscent perhaps of an Elizabethan manor, solid and imposing, English through and through. I have a pang of longing, for times long ago, for the smell of pub food and the tang of yeast and beer. The work is rich in detail, both simple and intricate. The pub sits under a wide East Yorkshire sky, with the promise of the flat plains and wolds beyond. A great addition to any collection of English art, a fantastic souvenir of Hull.

I walked alone through Hull, the city on the edge of my childhood world. As years pass, the cityscape changes, ebbs, decays and regrows. Yet Hull always takes me back in time and place to the earliest years of my life. I love to explore, to reaffirm and to day dream. An earliest memory is of seeing derelict buildings that seemed to be returning to nature, with tree branches growing through roofs and windows. I saw this now empty pub, shuttered and probably lost, and decided to paint it. I used collage, thick paint and vivid colour, and I wanted to capture the bright light and vivid hues. The work is an ideal and unique souvenir of Hull, a perfect gift too.

This artwork by Andrew Reid Wildman depicts the Minerva pub in Hull, a wonderfully atmospheric and cosy venue on the banks of the Humber.

I was too young to remember pubs, having left the city before adulthood. I rediscovered them in later years, with the city’s cobbled High Street being especially wonderful. Filled with dark, cosy atmosphere, candlelight and rafters, the lingering smell of stale ale soaked into wooden floors. A place of magical romance and escape. I often imagine Victorian Hull here, swirling mist and the ghostly sound of foghorns, rattling carriages and the clopping of hooves. This work depicts a favourite historical pub on the High Street and makes a perfect gift and a great addition to any collection.

Public House, Kingston Upon Hull, England

This is one of my own personal favourites from my Hull works.

Public House, Barton Upon Humber