My Story
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This is where Bumpkin Hill began
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Hi, I'm Catherine. This was my Granny’s home, painted by my Great Uncle — nestled among fields and hills in the English countryside.
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Days were spent gardening, climbing apple trees in the orchard, and making things by hand. My Granny and Mum were part of the “make do and mend” generation, always with a sewing project on the go. We stitched together on a bench beneath the yellow rambling rose.
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I was forever drawing flowers and wildlife, carrying a quiet dream of becoming an artist one day. Those peaceful, simple days still shape my work — and are what I hope you feel when you live with one of my paintings.
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Where did the name come from?
I was never much of a city girl — always happier in muddy boots than polished shoes. One winter evening, my Granny took me to London to see the Christmas lights and jokingly asked the taxi driver to take “us country bumpkins” on a tour.
Years later, when I began my creative work, that memory returned. I wanted this to feel like a place you could visit — a quiet hill, opposite my Granny’s home — and so Bumpkin Hill was named.
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Where I am now
Creativity has always been a source of comfort for me — especially through times of change and loss. Living close to nature, working with my hands, and creating slowly has shaped both my life and my work.
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Today, I paint peaceful landscapes, gardens, and florals from my studio in a rural Belgian village. I am inspired by the natural world and the quieter moments of everyday life. Each piece is an attempt to hold onto a feeling — of calm, light, or home.
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Put the kettle on, make yourself at Home, you are always welcome.
Catherine
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