Ted Harrison

Artist & Writer

I live near Aberystwyth in Wales and until recently divided my life between Wales and Unst, Shetland, the most northern island in the UK. In my work I use paint and charcoal, plus found objects, digital media and slate to create a wide range of works: installations, wall sculptures, book illustrations, portraits, large painted canvases and smaller abstracts on paper - my work is constantly evolving.

'The Cherry Tree' Atrium 2 Guy's Hospital, London - A wall sculpture in cut steel made to remember and honour organ donors

'The Cherry Tree' Atrium 2 Guy's Hospital, London - A wall sculpture in cut steel made to remember and honour organ donors

The Black Chair of Hedd Wyn. National Library of Wales - Acrylic and collage on canvas an image based on the Eisteddfod Chair awarded posthumously to the World War 1 poet

The Black Chair of Hedd Wyn. National Library of Wales - Acrylic and collage on canvas an image based on the Eisteddfod Chair awarded posthumously to the World War 1 poet

'Is this the Face of Christ?’ Acrylic on canvas. An example of visual theology

'Is this the Face of Christ?’ Acrylic on canvas. An example of visual theology

‘Jim Smith’ - Digital print based on pencil sketch

‘Jim Smith’ - Digital print based on pencil sketch

‘Innocence Betrayed’ A Remembrance-tide 2011 installation in St Paul’s Cathedral, London - Paper poppies on a 30ft diameter white disc showing three child combatants used in adult wars

‘Innocence Betrayed’ A Remembrance-tide 2011 installation in St Paul’s Cathedral, London - Paper poppies on a 30ft diameter white disc showing three child combatants used in adult wars

‘Nanteos Cup’ National Library of Wales Acrylic and wax on canvas - An image of a wooden cup which legend has it was the original Holy Grail

‘Nanteos Cup’ National Library of Wales Acrylic and wax on canvas - An image of a wooden cup which legend has it was the original Holy Grail

‘Abstract’ - Ink and acrylic on paper

‘Abstract’ - Ink and acrylic on paper

‘There are few services now; the screen has nothing to hide’ From the exhibition shown at the R.S.Thomas Festivals 2019 Charcoal on paper - To illustrate a line from the poem ‘Llananno’ by R.S.Thomas

‘There are few services now; the screen has nothing to hide’ From the exhibition shown at the R.S.Thomas Festivals 2019 Charcoal on paper - To illustrate a line from the poem ‘Llananno’ by R.S.Thomas

'The Dame’ Ceredigion Museum, Aberystwyth, acrylic on canvas - A portrait of the Pantomime Dame Ioan Guile

'The Dame’ Ceredigion Museum, Aberystwyth, acrylic on canvas - A portrait of the Pantomime Dame Ioan Guile

'It is Finished’ From the painting series ‘Sins of the World’ shown at Gloucester Cathedral, St Bride’s, London and Washington (UK) Arts Centre, Acrylic on canvas

'It is Finished’ From the painting series ‘Sins of the World’ shown at Gloucester Cathedral, St Bride’s, London and Washington (UK) Arts Centre, Acrylic on canvas

‘Ffynnon Gwenlais’. From series of paintings of Holy Wells of Wales shown at St David’s Cathedral. Watercolour (and holy water from the well) on paper with collage

‘Ffynnon Gwenlais’. From series of paintings of Holy Wells of Wales shown at St David’s Cathedral. Watercolour (and holy water from the well) on paper with collage

‘Abstract’ in dyed felt on polystyrene

‘Abstract’ in dyed felt on polystyrene

‘An eagle steals the cloth from which Padarn’s mother was making clothes for her son.’ Llanbadarn Fawr Church, Ceredigion - From a series telling the story of the life of St Padarn, to celebrate 1500th anniversary of his arrival in Wales. Etching on

‘An eagle steals the cloth from which Padarn’s mother was making clothes for her son.’ Llanbadarn Fawr Church, Ceredigion - From a series telling the story of the life of St Padarn, to celebrate 1500th anniversary of his arrival in Wales. Etching on slate

The cover of one of the two ‘Improbable Saints’ books - a collaboration with Revd Richard Coles

The cover of one of the two ‘Improbable Saints’ books - a collaboration with Revd Richard Coles

“Great art takes me into a mysterious place between life and death, simultaneously composed of both”

— Maggie Hambling