Biography
Harold FM Bell
Harold Francis Martin Bell, a distinguished British artist, is known for his exceptional skills in oil painting and bronze casting. He graduated from Goldsmiths College, University of London with a Bachelor of Arts degree, laying the foundation for his artistic career.
Bell’s talent earned him a Winston Churchill scholarship to study bronze casting in Verona, Italy. This experience greatly influenced his art, blending traditional techniques with his unique style. Upon returning to the UK, he worked as an independent artist at Attimore Barn Studios, supported by the Digswell Arts Trust.
His artworks, recognized for their creativity and craftsmanship, have been showcased at prestigious venues including the Royal Academy in London and the Contemporary Art Fair in Paris.
Currently, Bell resides in Switzerland with his wife, where the serene environment continues to inspire his artistic work.

"Mystic Serenade" was inspired by Egyptian art. I began with gold/black stripes and the rest grew organically. The figure came next, followed by the sky and jungle. The jungle was added to over weeks and the Parakeet came last. The gold is 23ct gold leaf. My "Mannequin" was discovered in a Zurich window display, plus graffiti reflecting onto the glass from across the street. The white dove and the black raven, plus the street were added during the painting process. The painting process is slow, requiring contemplation, reflection. The list is endless. Not forgetting the "free play of the imagination" or as Francis Bacon said: "The grin without the cat.
Latest Work
This latest collection“Spectrum of Reveries” marks a significant evolution in my artistic journey. Each painting is characterised by a vivid use of colour and emotional depth.. The size of each painting 190cmx190cm adds to their impact, creating an immersive experience for the viewer.

Whispers of Dawn
Regrets and promise of a new day dawning.

Eternal Rhapsody
Surely in these pleasures there could not be any pain. Or any discord shake the level breeze.

Harmony in Solitude
Whether that lady's gentle mind, no longer with the form combined which scattered love, as stars do light. Found sadness, where it left delight.

Mystic Serenade
"I went to blow the fire a-flame. It had become a glimmering girl, who called me by my name and ran fading through the brightening air."
