An artists’ trail around St Ives and Newlyn

It’s a perfectly blue-skied and breezy day when I visit St Ives. From the field-turned-seasonal car park perched above the postcard-pretty Cornish town, families barrel down the hill armed with bodyboards and beach paraphernalia. A relative stone’s throw to Land’s End, this once-busy fishing harbour and its constellation of sandy bays has been a holiday hotspot since 1877, when the Great Western Railway’s St Ives Bay Line opened.