Bradley, Helen

Art Decor Gallery is proud to present a series of paintings by Helen Bradley, one of the finest artists in Northern England during the 20th century. The contemporary artwork seen here is suitable for display in homes, offices or exhibitions throughout the UK. You are welcome to browse our selection of Helen Bradley’s paintings for sale, and if you don’t see the original creations you seek, we will happily source them for you as well.

Helen Bradley was born in 1900 in Lees, near Oldham.  During the last thirteen years of her life she began to write short narrative accounts of her childhood growing up in the Edwardian era to try and show her grandchildren what life was then like and how much the world had since changed. She illustrated the text with her infamous naïve, primitive style of painting  which always depicted the same central characters of her extended family and friends in a variety of customs and occasions which highlighted her daily life.

Hailed as one of the greatest storytellers of the twentieth century her series of four published books were printed throughout Europe, Japan and the USA which helped Helen achieve her international celebrity.

However it will be the legacy she left through her paintings, a total of 680 works in gouache, watercolour and oils that she will be best remembered. Her services to the art world were recognised with an MBE in 1979.

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The Park In Manchester
20" x 16" (51 x 41cm)

Oil on Board

The inscription by the artist on the reverse reads:

On Saturday afternoon, whilst staying with Uncle John and Aunt Josephine in Manchester, we always went for a walk to the Park because, as Uncle John said, the children could run about, the Ladies could take turns in pushing Marion in her pram, and the Gentlemen could talk to their hearts content. How George and I loved it, I always begged to walk as far as the little gate so that I could look through to the beautiful houses and the quiet road where only smart carriages drawn by dainty horses went and there were nurse maids taking tiny tots for a walk. It was very quiet and peaceful and someday, I told George, I would go and live in one of those lovely houses and he could come and live in it with me and the year was 1907.