The Inscape Group flourished, and we were joined by artists Richard Jones, who was a dwarf and painted powerful pictures of dwarves, Christiane Kubrick, who painted magic realism, Jan Clutterbuck our first watercolourist and Diana Hesketh, our first Sculptor.

We began to show our work abroad, and were invited by Ernst Fuchs to take part in an unusual Summer Seminar at a huge Castle in the Austrian mountains.

Ernst Fuchs had gathered artists from all over the world; America, Japan, Iceland, Sweden, Germany, Israel. Artists set up their easels;- some in turrets, some in the balconies or the vast high ceilinged rooms, and we vied with each other to produce our greatest masterpieces, exchanging ideas and techniques It became the sort of artistic Brotherhood I had always dreamed of.

Ernst Fuchs showed us the astonishing egg tempera and oil technique of the Italian Renaissance Masters, which he had rediscovered after much research, and now called the ‘Mische Technique’. We worked in layers of white egg tempera separated by coloured glazes. It took us far beyond our own approaches to studying technique.

In the evenings everything changed, and we became just as eager to have fun! There was dancing, singing, and heated discussions about Rembrandt, Vermeer and Jackson Pollock in corners. Wolfgang Manner, who directed the Seminar and was also a Mountain Rescue leader, would umpire heated discussions (possibly brought on by the Schnapps made by the local farmers from cherries) between  New Yorker Phil Jacobson (who now leads Summer Seminars himself), an Icelander known as "Fishfingers" and Yoko Shiraishi (who's mother had bright pink hair and was the top Japanese poet).

Ilan Kutz, a Major in the Israeli Army, who had just returned from the Entebbe raid, played and sang for us all on his guitar. Elisa Halvegard from Sweden made garlands of flowers for everyone to wear, and embroidered fairies on people’s clothes in odd places when they weren’t looking. At night the poorer artists slept in a dormitory and when one couple started sharing a bed, and being  too noisy, Richard Jones got up and poured a jug of water over them. There were some strange characters there. Marielle (from Germany) got up early every morning to collect butterflies, and was enraged when Joseph (from Haarlem, New York), ate them.

At the end of the Summer there was an Exhibition in the Great Ballroom of the Castle, and the local dignitaries were invited to the Opening and a Masked Ball.

Richard- who although he is a dwarf has a giant voice - stood at the top of the Grand Staircase wearing a black cape and a sword (he said he was Draculet). He held up a flaming seven branched cantlestick and shouted; “Men can only speak to the Gods through the Dwarves. But the Men are killing all the Dwarves. And soon, the Men will no longer be able to hear the voices of the Gods!” Then he staggered into the gardens and was sick.