TAKING it's name from Laurie Lee's follow-up to Cider with Rosie, As I Walked Out One Midsummer Morning in the Sub Rooms brought together works from various local artists inspired by Lee's writing.

Andy Lovell's evocative prints take up one wall and have a depth that invites the viewer to inhabit them.

On the opposite wall, Petey Alliston's mixed media drawings/prints, which she adds to after being printed, thus making each one unique, were amplified by a glorious vase of local flowers. Many red dots attest to their appeal.

The show organiser, Claire Wimperis' meadow portraits are ghostly, timeless and rich. Her Swifts Hill Skylark, one of few figurative pieces, had a light featheriness to it, an intelligent eye and perfect poise.

Zoe Heath’s small, subtle evocations demand close attention - like all her work, and reward with intimations of that which lies beneath the surface of first impressions.

Reminiscent of some of Kurt Schwitter's work, Mark Mawer's three dimensional mixed media constructions coated in paraffin wax are beguiling and delightful, teeming with life.

Kerry Von Zschock’s large ceramic platters delight with their whimsy and extraordinary artistry. She is a consummate mistress of her craft.

We all know Lee's Slad valley is a gift to visual artists, photographers, writers and poets.

What we hadn't reckoned with was that it could be celebrated with kitchen utensils made of latex.

Pamela Bowden is an audacious new artist with an original mind. The impermanence of those discarded objects sensitively reminding us that this was another time, another place. Like Lee's writing itself, captivating, extraordinary yet just so ordinary.

This is a richly varied exhibition that delights, surprises and rewards close attention.

Judging by the many red dots the public have responded to the variety and unusualness of the art work on display by reaching into their pockets.

We are blessed with so much talent in and around Stroud. It would be lovely to think that one day some of these pieces may find a public, more permanent home.

John McLellan