Fodor's Expert Review The Sculpture Park
Set in a forested park 12 miles southwest of Guildford, this is a wild, fanciful place where you're as likely to see a beautiful mosaic flower bursting out of the ground as you are to see a naked bronze woman riding a giant resin dinosaur. Pick up a map from reception and follow a series of signposted paths (most of which are accessible) across the parkland to discover hundreds of bold, ambitious, and inventive sculptures by global artists, as well as many more hidden-gem artwork hanging off trees, nestled in bushes, and floating on lakes. Everything you see is for sale; simply inquire at reception. The woodland setting is idyllic and there are benches galore, so consider bringing a picnic and making a half-day of it. If you still have time, follow the footpath beside the little car park outside up to the Devil's Jumps, a ruggedly beautiful spot with views over the South Downs. The name derives from a piece of local folklore: one night the devil stole a cauldron from a local witch, who... READ MORE
Set in a forested park 12 miles southwest of Guildford, this is a wild, fanciful place where you're as likely to see a beautiful mosaic flower bursting out of the ground as you are to see a naked bronze woman riding a giant resin dinosaur. Pick up a map from reception and follow a series of signposted paths (most of which are accessible) across the parkland to discover hundreds of bold, ambitious, and inventive sculptures by global artists, as well as many more hidden-gem artwork hanging off trees, nestled in bushes, and floating on lakes. Everything you see is for sale; simply inquire at reception. The woodland setting is idyllic and there are benches galore, so consider bringing a picnic and making a half-day of it. If you still have time, follow the footpath beside the little car park outside up to the Devil's Jumps, a ruggedly beautiful spot with views over the South Downs. The name derives from a piece of local folklore: one night the devil stole a cauldron from a local witch, who gave chase on her broomstick; with each leap, the devil kicked up huge clods of earth, which in turn became hills—hence "jumps."
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