BSoA Cycle Race
The students were segregated into those going on to The Royal College of Art (A) and those of us who couldn’t afford it. (B)
Cappi and the Big Bang
Students were seen staggering out of the painting room coughing and sputtering and looking a bit like the Black and White Minstrel show.
Beckenham School of Art – First day impressions
It was also the first time that I was confronted by the full nakedness of the female form, while interrupting a life class in progress, which at the tender bashful age of sixteen, was a bit of a shock.
Pigments of the Imagination
My time at BSoA was from 1960 to its closure in 1962. These
were pretty good years to be a student there.
Reminiscences Peter Stuart
Mr Genn collected them up, but one day I saw him kick one…
Big Boots
‘Art School girls fight to save nude statue.’
Mollie Russell-Smith at the Beckenham School of Art
It was bliss!
Escape to Beckenham by June Fraser (Cull)
“Don’t just DRAW a tree, FEEL a tree!”
A Reminiscence by Margaret Cuddon
It was not easy to persuade my father to let me go to Art School. No doubt he feared I was entering a den of iniquity.