The young Lady in the picture is our granddaughter Erin, she wanted to take us to YSP on her eigth birthday because she had been once before with her Father and had loved it as much as we thought she would. We duly complied with her wishes and we had a wonderful day out. The views of the countryside are beautiful as are the many and varied sculptures, paintings and exhibits. Every object on display had something to say, some of which I am still working out. A truly wonderful day out and a great birthday, thank you YSP.
Robert Shore

In November last year I visited YSP with a group we have been working with on one of our Arts and Health projects. Joff arranged the day for us and the group had a fantastic time.  
Inspired by the visit and by photographs they’d taken on the day, the group produced some wonderful paintings in some of their subsequent art sessions.  Everyone was so thrilled with their work that we decided to use it to produce a calendar.
Melissa Brolls

I am a graduate from Huddersfield University, who has based her final project around the memories that I share with my family. I have used old and new photos that evoke good and bad memories and one of the pieces that I have created is based around a photo that was taken at the Yorkshire Sculpture Park when my sister and I were very young. It's my mum's all time favourite picture of my sister. It brings back memories for my mum at that time, as well as my sister playing in the grass on the field. I love this picture and I also love the idea of a memory bank; everyone has a memory bank and this is all it takes to get people's memories going.
Laura Plunkett xx

My wife Dorothy spoke to this wisest of men - wise, because he listened and, being an adopted Yorkshire man, said nowt.
Thanks for many visits to memorable exhibits in beautiful surroundings.
Cliff and Dorothy Britton

With my wife, Faith, I have visited YSP, we reckon about 200 times. So you know we like it. We were there this morning and over coffee discussed our recollections over the past 30 years. Many sculptures have stayed in our memories - Bourdelle's horse, Frink's people, Flanagan's Hare (we thought this piece looked fantastic when a brilliant stroke brought it to the spot at the end of the Italian Garden), the cedar tree by the little pond, all the Mitoraj pieces, the buffaloes, Turrell's installations, Hepworth's army marching up/downhill. The most fun we ever had was when we attended the first huge Henry Moore show. We were lucky because a member of the family is a critic and so we were able to go. It was a marvellous evening. In the refreshment tent we were introduced to Terry Frost and his wife Kate. We sat drinking wine and chatting as if we had known each other for years. They really were lovely, regular people, no ego to be seen. He told us some great tales. One I remember particularly concerned his rise to fame in the sixties, then his star fell a little before rising again in the eighties. During the fallow period he continued to paint. He ran out of storage and began to store them face down in his studio. Fame called again and he found himself peeling his pictures off the floor. The following week we received a nice letter and a poster signed by Terry. How lucky is that?
The first part of the evening I walked around popping off a few photographs. The local brass band was playing on the terrace. A distinguished man in a long coat approached the conductor of the brass band, introduced himself and asked if he could conduct the band. World famous cellist Paul Tortelier was not refused. I knocked off a few pictures of him in action. I think British Gas was the main sponsor. How they discovered I had these photographs I don't know to this day. Anyway, I sent them a selection and by return of post I received a collection of the poems of Ted Hughes. The following week an antique collector from Harrogate, rang me, and asked if he could have a photo of Tortelier. I kid you not! Quite an evening.
We're knocking on a bit now but we hope to be regulars up there for some time yet (the coffee is very good). My wife, Faith Elizabeth Sykes, is immortalised on the Walk of Art.
I have gone on a bit but we love to come up there. Sometimes we have a coffee, perhaps go acknowledge Frink's seated man - one of our favourites - and home for lunch. Knockout.
Alec Sykes

I remember growing up as a Girl Guide and as a Young Leader in Ossett, attending numerous camps at Bretton. I’ve included a picture of myself (sat on the floor), my school friend Kirsty (sat in the middle) and two of our adult leaders at one such camp circa. 1992/3.  These would be the first of many trips/visits to the Sculpture Park.  As I grew older, I studied as an art student at Wakefield College and visited many times after my guiding days to help with my studies. I especially liked the Eduardo Paolozzi exhibits and studied these as part of my course work.  I found myself really enjoying studying art history and hoped to gain a career in this field. This led me to study art history at university. I’m currently teaching in the Dewsbury area but I’m still hoping now as I share my 30th birthday this year with YSP that my career dreams will come true!  Many happy returns!
Emma Farr

The culmination of a dream, a wish, a desire, I walked hand in hand with my true love, in a landscape made more wondrous by visions of clouds, of hills, by sculpture that held my breath as she does, by walls enclosing thoughts and ideas. To wonder and come upon circles and patterns that moved me so and then in four rooms of clay and wood of stone and leaves my heart, my mind welled with emotion, to be there with her, my dreams, my world changed by her, by a vision of simple and profound skill, never before, nor again will my heart feel so enriched, will I be so moved by a place, by an artist, by a friend and their love. My memory will be etched with a day of awakening, of gratitude for an artist called Goldsworthy and my love for K.