Coming up: Bug’s photography exhibition in the Lower Gallery! Bug, an autistic photographer from Llantrisant, South Wales, UK, uses photography to navigate the visual overload of the world. [...]
ON THIS WEEKEND! Please come visit the Spring Craft Fair hosted by Pengwyn Fairs at the Cynon Valley museum. Here you’ll find a wide variety of creative mediums (some of which are edible) [...]
Women and the Valleys Exhibition is now on in the Cynon Valley Museum, until the 28th of March. See a wide variety of stunning artwork from women artists in the Lower Gallery, many [...]
Are you an Artist from South Wales? We are hosting a Community Showcase Art Exhibition, to celebrate and uplift local artwork. Please do reach out if you’re interested!🎨 📱 – 01685 [...]
From today until the 7th of Feb, Islwyn Thorne’s Exhibition at the Cynon Valley Museum is on display! You won’t want to miss his Sketches at the British Museum
Outdoors Indoors celebrates Wales a “country opulent in dramatic backgrounds, glorious seascapes and beautiful countryside that demonstrates an extensive diversity covering forests, [...]
Crow a poem by Rachel Carney in response to ‘Mother and Child Flight’ by Karin Mear I follow my crow up the road hopping aside to let the people pass wait! wait for me! she flits away turns [...]
A Metamorphosis a poem by Rachel Carney in response to photographs of the Phurnacite Plant at Abercwmboi, taken by Hans Hoyer Ignore the dirt and clamour, try not to cough, just wait for the [...]
The Shadows a poem by Rachel Carney in response to ‘Lockdown’ by Karin Mear They measure out the flat span of each red day that passes or shape themselves – shadows of shadows inside shadows. [...]
Yellow a poem by Rachel Carney in response to ‘When the Singing Stopped’ by Karin Mear a cage of feathers, light as breath, a flare amid the groan and roar, a song flung from the womb [...]
Stare a poem by Rachel Carney in response to ‘Kings of the Hill’ by Roy Carr Hooves sunk in the snow, they ruminate in their world of white hills, barbed wire and far horizons. They munch on [...]
Night a poem by Rachel Carney in response to ‘Night Bird’ by Karin Mear The white, scratched shell of my spirit – what’s left of it – lies in this nest, beneath the shadow of my silence. [...]