Christian, Anthony

  • “Horse Studies on Blue” Oil on panel, 13.75 x 10.75 inches, Signed
  • “Horse Studies on Ochre” Oil on panel, 24 x 24 inches, SIgned
  • “Four Horse Studies” 24 x 24 inches, Oil on panel, Signed
  • South Street New York 1982, Towards The Twin Towers
  • South Street New York 1982, with crane
  • South Street New York 1982, with Brooklyn Bridge Mural
  • “Dramatic Sky Over Manhattan From The Staten Island Ferry in 1982” Oil on panel, 24 x 16 inches, Signed
  • “The Statue of Liberty From The Staten Island Ferry in 1982” Oil on panel, 24 x 16 inches, Signed
  • “Manhattan Seen From The Staten Island Ferry in 1982” Oil on panel, 24 x 16 inches, Signed
  • “Flowers” Oil on canvas, 30 x 24 inches, Signed & Dated
  • "Self Portrait: The End of the Day" Oil on panel, 18 x 24 inches, Signed
  • "Four Apples" (From the artist's garden) Oil on panel 8 x 30 inches, Signed
  • "A Fool's Paradise" (In Bali, Mount Agung in the background. It was the view from the artist's studio.) Oil on panel, 9 x 19.5 inches, Signed
  • "Salmon and Duck Egg 1" Oil on panel, 6 x 6 inches, Signed
  • “Frecky Vreeland” Graphite & White highlights on paper, 16 x 13 inches, Signed

British Contemporary

“Art, I feel, is a journey; it is a voyage through the artist’s consciousness to an understanding of his vision which inspired him. Art is the sea, in which every single work is an island that invites you to rest awhile, to feast your senses and find joys for your Soul. If I have created anything like that for you, then indeed the existence of my art is justified.”
- Anthony Christian

In 1955, at only 10 years of age, Anthony Christian was granted the privilege of studying the techniques of the Old Masters at the National Gallery in London and the accolade of publicity he received during this period, announced him to the world as a child prodigy. Throughout his time at the National Gallery and for a further seven years Anthony studied at length the works of Rubens and Rembrandt as well as other Old Masters.

Although students and professional artists are able to utilise this method of learning, none are allowed to do so under the age of eighteen and Anthony’s opportunity has remained unique to this day.

In his earlier days Anthony earned his living as a portrait artist and painted many of the world’s rich and famous, including Lord Mountbatten, Baroness Olympia de Rothschild, Baroness Fiona Thyssen, Count Guido di Carpegna, Lord Lichfield, Blake Edwards, Julie Christie and Terence Stamp. His work now features in some of the most prominent private art collections in the world. Collections such as Gore Vidal, Baroness Marie-Helene de Rothschild, Viscountess de Ribes, Mrs J Heinz, Bill Blass, HM Queen Elizabeth II, Mrs. James Lipton and Herbie Hancock.

As for his painting and drawing, his style most resembles the techniques of Leonardo da Vinci and he has dedicated his life to the discovery of all means possible, to paint the most beautiful works of art ever.

Oil Painting Series

Horses Series
Still Life Series
Trees and Flowers Series
India Series
The Nude Series
The Fanny Sleeping Series
Mannequin Series
New York Landscapes Series

About the New York Landscapes Series

When I moved to New York in 1981, although I was completely unaware of it, it was at a very special moment in the City’s history. Also completely unaware of it having any special significance, the place I found to live was a loft in downtown Manhattan, in fact on its most southern street at the river’s edge called South Street. My loft was on the top floor, and I overlooked both the huge old galleon permanently moored there called The Peking, as well as the Brooklyn Bridge which fast became my favourite bridge and in my favourite view in the world. I loved the area I had found myself in as I even found many New Yorkers who, when they asked where I lived and I told them, would respond in surprise. “South Street? Never heard of it!” I loved having found somewhere even locals didn’t know about, especially as I also loved the oldness and crumbling quality of it all.

Sadly, it was that very quality that had caused a huge development company to acquire the entire area with the intention of turning it into a modern tourist centre, pulling down where necessary, but at the very least giving facelifts to the point of unrecognizability, the very buildings that were amongst my favourites. So much did I fall in love with this city, especially this tiny part of it, for the first time in my life I went out into the streets to paint it. I became a sort of New York Monet, and certainly hoped I might do for New York what Monet did for Paris. After quite a short while however, I realised the developers and demolition were moving ahead faster than I could paint, and so I went around taking a few photographs of my most treasured corners, thinking that if the worst came to the worst at least I  would be able to finish off my series from those photographs. Some even included the Twin Towers, which had quickly become the first really modern building in the world I actually loved and, on one clear bright sunny day, I had been to its roof and over-looked this tiny island that had so totally captured my heart.

The life of an artist is rarely simple and straightforward, and mine has been perhaps even more wildly unpredictable than most, and so soon I did indeed have to stop work on my series of the City as I couldn’t stand the noise of the drilling or the sight of beloved buildings disappearing and I moved over to Staten Island, where at least I had a view of the Statue of Liberty from my top floor window. And perhaps during the move, or soon afterwards anyway, the photographs were lost, eventually more or less forgotten, and replaced by the various inspirations that caused me to switch back from cityscapes to still lifes, portraits and paintings of my two mannequins, over the next five or six years until I forsook what had become the most precious home I had ever known and moved to Asia, where I launched into a whole new set of adventures.

Due to the twists and turns of life, after quite a long period of living on a mountain top in South India,  all my worldly possessions ended up in storage in England in 2012. A few more twists and turns led to my conceiving the idea of how much I would love to put together a book of my love for and experiences in New York. During a visit to the warehouse two or three weeks after having had that idea, I was looking through a box containing a hundred or so packages of negatives and printed photos, when a small envelope seemed suddenly to drop into my hand. Looking inside, to my absolute amazement, I discovered about a dozen of those missing-presumed-dead photographs I had taken around South Street all those years ago, thirty five years to be precise, of that fabulous but now gone-forever tiny part of the world that meant everything to me. Feeling an almost overwhelming resurgence of my love for New York I set to work unquestioningly, not even doubting that the art gods had put those pictures into my hands with the instructions quite clear: “Paint these, child, it is meant to be.”

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