The Art House

A Very significant photograph for me. The night before I took this photo I attended the last ever show I would ever attend at the Art House. Standing there behind my tripod, the dusty but clean venue shone with sunlight.

The musty smell of dried out wood floors and stale beer always makes me smile and will be an everlasting reminder of all the amazing times I had within the walls of this fantastic venue. I am heart broken to see this place go. Thanks for the memories Royal Artillery Hotel, you will be missed but never forgotten.