Mr Fisher

About Tim Gustard

Tim Gustard was born in 1954 in Lincolnshire, the son of a railwayman and amateur artist. He often went to work with his father who taught him to draw and paint in between trains. By the age of six he had conquered perspective and by seven he was painting in oils, not always completing the works mind. At fifteen he began selling his work and by the sixth form he was commanding up to a princely £50 a painting, not bad for 1972 and 17 years old. He attended art school in Staffordshire and gained a BA (hons) in fine art. Here he met his wife Marion who had the most profound affect on the quality of his work, appearing in three paintings at his degree show. 

Fast forward to the late 1980s and Tim was exhibiting in many prestigious open exhibitions around the country notably the RA, RGI, ROI, RI and for eleven successive years the RSA. It was in 1990 he painted his first still life as a present for Marion, enjoying painting it so much he just carried on with one still life after another. Soon he was spotted at the RSA by a succession of galleries and was able to become a full time professional in the early 90s. Moving to the Lake District in 1997 his work was already in great demand and from the bespoke studio at the bottom of the garden he paints in acrylic in a somewhat traditional manner, but with a modern twist, never photorealistic but certainly realistic tempting the viewers to try and pick an object or piece of fruit from the surface of the painting; titles, often humorous are mainly courtesy of Marion.

He paints the most beautiful and precious of items from life, carefully composing them in his studio which is a cornucopia of antique silver, porcelain and glass, some ancient artefacts are early Greek and Roman and all appear in his work sooner or later. He has had many solo exhibitions all over the country with many selling out immediately and he regularly exhibits at the Royal Institute of painters in watercolour at the Mall Galleries. He paints almost every day, Marion keeping him tied to the easel to keep her in the manner to which she has become accustomed, occasionally allowing him a few hours fishing when the weather is fine.