
From the Golden Age of illustration from the 1860s to 1920s up to the present day, this exhibition explores the prevailing interest amongst story tellers, artists, film makers and illustrators in the world of fairies.
The Truth about Faeries introduces mischievous and bad fairies such as brownies, goblins and trolls; good and beautiful fairies with gossamer wings; even fake fairies. It features the Victorian and Edwardian book illustrations of Richard Doyle, Arthur Rackham and Edmund Dulac as well as by Pre-Raphaelite artists Dante Gabriel Rossetti and Edward Coley Burne-Jones. Fairies manifest themselves in Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream and The Tempest; in classic fairy tales Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty; in Cecily Mary Barker's Flower Fairies; as well as on page and screen in The Lord of the Rings. They appear in print, paint... and even in the round.
The story is brought up to date with works from contemporary artist Paul Gregory's Tolkien Monumental Series and works by Brian and Wendy Froud, Alan Lee, Patrick Woodroffe, Sean Jefferson and Charles Summers.
The Truth About Faeries was originated by Anne Anderson at Southampton City Art Gallery and the tour is organised by Expositionis. The exhibition and accompanying catalogue have been sponsored by FOSMAG, Peter Nahum @ the Leicester Galleries and Frederick Warne, publisher of the Flower FairiesTM books.

The latest painting to come from my studio is titled Urk-hai, size 120"x72" I don?t know how
many miles I walked to and from my easel but I'm sure it?s a few. There will be a colour
image of the completed work but for now it?s just me and the canvas.
And yes you?re never to old to rock.
Paul
The storm returned with fresh fury, they heard eerie noises in the darkness round them. It may have been only a trick of the wind in the cracks and the gullies of the rocky wall, but the sounds were those of shrill cries, and wild howls of laughter. Stones began to fall from the mountain-side, whistling over their heads, or crashing on the path beside them. Every now and again they heard a dull rumble as a great boulder rolled down from hidden heights above.