Panel showing Emmenopterys henryi painting and photos of flowers from Denmark in 2006

Panel showing the unfinished Emmenopterys henryi painting - conspicuously without flowers - alongside images of it flowering in Denmark in 2006

Kilmore Quay late evening

Our final evening in Ireland

Had a wonderful time at Glasnevin – everyone was extremely helpful and hanging the 60-odd paintings went without a hitch. The preview on Friday 26 was a very informal affair, and Peter Wyse Jackson, Director of the National Botanic Gardens, was thrilled to receive a book from Barbara Phillips of AH’s diaries transcribed by his wife Alice to add to their collection. He also showed us the microscope that Henry had used to aid identification, and very kindly offered to support me in any way he could in facilitating my arrangements in China.

His opening address at the exhibition was very complimentary, and the very high standard of work was commented on, creating quite an interest from people wanting to purchase some of the works. We had never intended it to be a selling exhibition, but this did raise an interesting dilemma for us; none of the artists had been consulted on pricing their work, and no infrastructure put in place for Glasnevin to administer sales. So we agreed that anyone interested in buying paintings should contact the Bath Society of Botanical Artists through our website: and their enquiry would be forwarded on to the artist concerned. It would then be up to that artist to discuss a potential sale directly with the enquirer.

In addition to my submission of  Lonicera henryi, I produced a whole panel on my travelling fellowship from the Winston Churchill Memorial Trust, illustrated with a painting of spring foliage of Emmenopterys henryi from John Phillips’ collection and supported by two posters of Eh  flowering at Kalmthout Arboretum in Belgium in 2006. I also produced postcards for people to take away of  Lonicera henryi, with details of the travelling fellowship and this blog address.

Jen, Lyn and I shot off immediatly after the preview and drove down to Kilmore Quay, a beautiful traditional Irish fishing village just half an hour from Rosslare harbour. We arrived with just minutes to spare to order food in the local pub (the ONLY pub) where I treated myself to the most amazingly fresh lobster dinner. Then we ambled around the quayside as the light faded in the sky through exquisite pinks and blues to deep french ultramarine punctuated by a crescent moon and myriad stars. The water was glass-smooth and stretched out seamlesssly into the sea – boding well for the early morning crossing.