Showing posts with label uncommon talents. Show all posts
Showing posts with label uncommon talents. Show all posts

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

Above all else...






Jacqueline de Ribes  

by 

Richard Avedon 




Shortly after meeting Diana Vreeland, de Ribes was photographed for the Beauties of Our Time feature which appeared in Harper's Bazaar, April 1956. On working with Vreeland, de Ribes recalled -

 She taught me that day to be very self-confident, and she told me something very important: 
Whatever you are going to decide for yourself is going to be the the right thing. Don't get influenced. -










Now playing: Nona Hendryx - Now That I Know Who I Am

Thursday, 1 September 2011

Saturday, 23 July 2011

Back to black








Amy Winehouse 

1983 - 2011



Friday, 29 April 2011

The curious Mr. McBean




Angus McBean
Self portrait as Neptune, 1939





"My mother and I completely redecorated our first £600 house. there was a variety of paints and styles, but there was one room which I had papered completely with a gold metal paper stuck on canvas, rather disgusting. and there was an awful lot of black paint everywhere. I had read somewhere that if you poured the top off gloss paint you got matt paint. So I did, and so it was, but alas it never really dried. When it was all done, my mother took against the house and so we advertised it for sale as ‘an artistically decorated house’. this term, applied to a house in South Wales, had never been heard before, it was something completely new. Newport was dazzled. people used to come and look round and say ‘Yes, it is artistic’– and so it was. We sold it at an £800 profit, with the money we bought a much better house, and my mother was bitten by the bug of buying and doing up houses in which I would do most of the painting and decorating.” - from Angus McBean: Facemaker by Adrian Woodhouse





Angus McBean photographed for Harpers & Queen, 1986
Flemings Hall, Suffolk





For more images of and insight into Flemings Hall see Smouldering brick and Mick Jagger by The Blue Remembered Hills.

Now playing: The Smiths - Asleep

Thursday, 21 April 2011

Je n'aime pas à résister à la tentation.



I am not over-fond of resisting temptation.

from Vathek by William Beckford





William Beckford
by Sir Joshua Reynolds
oil on canvas, 1782
National Portrait Gallery



William Thomas Beckford  (1760-1844)


 Beckford was the only legitimate son of Alderman William Beckford, twice lord mayor of London and Member of Parliament. His mother, Maria (nee Hamilton), was descended from the royal House of Stuart. Being the only child of a late marriage, he was given every encouragement. At the age of five he received piano lessons from the nine-year-old Mozart. He also received instruction from Sir William Chambers and Alexander Cozens in architecture and drawing. Upon his father's death in 1770, he inherited a vast fortune built on the  Jamaican sugar trade. Making him, as his distant cousin Lord Byron later put it, England's richest son.

 While touring England in 1779, he developed what he called a strange wayward passion for William Courtenay, the eleven-year-old son and heir of Viscount Courtenay. Beckford also became involved with Louisa Beckford, the unhappily married wife of one of his cousins. In 1780, the restless Beckford embarked on a European tour that his family hoped would ease his inner turmoil and dispel any rumors surrounding his friendship with Courtenay.

In 1781, inspired by a Christmas party held in Courtenay's honour at Fonthill, Beckford wrote Vathek - the story  of an impious voluptuary who builds a tower. A tower so high that he not only can survey all the kingdoms of the  the world, but he can also challenge god in his heaven. Beckford claimed to have written the initial French-language draft of Vathek in one sitting over the course of three days and two nights. He had based his characters on historical figures and provided a wealth of detail. He intended to add to this story four episodic tales.  While composing them, he arranged for the Reverend Samuel Henley, an oriental enthusiast and former professor, to translate the entire work into English and to add footnotes explaining the allusions.

Unfortunately, completion of the episodes was to be interrupted. In the autumn of 1784 scandal broke . Beckford was charged with sexual misconduct with young Courtenay. Reports of the scandal spread quickly, and, though his guilt was never proved, he, with his wife (he married Lady Margaret Gordon in 1783) and baby daughter, was forced into exile. In May 1786, in Switzerland, his wife died of puerperal fever after giving birth to their second daughter. Beckford also learned that Vathek was to be published anonymously, with the preface claiming that  the work was directly translated from the Arabic. Subsequently, Beckford published a French edition in order to claim authorship (the uncompleted episodic tales were to remain unpublished until 1912).


In Childe Harold's Pilgrimage Byron wrote, 

Unhappy Vathek, thou wert smitten with unhallowed thirst
Of nameless crime, and thy sad day must close
To scorn, and Solitude unsought - the worst of woes.




Beckford spent his time in exile traveling throughout Europe, eventually returning to England in 1796. Ostracised, he spent the remainder of his life collecting books, paintings, and rare works of art and building his extravagant Gothic pile, Fonthill Abbey. Beckford supervised the planning and building of what was to become the most extraordinary house in England. In 1807 the house's great central tower collapsed and was rebuilt. Beckford grew notorious as both the creator of the increasingly popular Vathek and as the reclusive owner of Fonthill, where he lived until financial difficulties forced him to sell in 1822. The tower again later collapsed, destroying part of the building.



The design of the interiors and the furnishings at Lansdown Tower,  the house Beckford later built in Bath,  gave tangible evidence to his creative genius. And quite possibly, if not laid ,  solidified the foundations of the English eclectic style.





One of a pair of silver-gilt waiters made by William Burwash for William Beckford











Coffer-shaped display cabinet
William Beckford and Henry Edmund Goodridge
probably made by English and Son, Bath
1831-41





Oak cabinet on stand made for the Scarlet Drawing Room 
Lansdown Tower, Bath
1831 - 1841










Oak cabinet

Most likely designed by Beckford and his architect Henry Edmund Goodridge
A superb example of the furniture Beckford commissioned during his final years.











Cabinet made in Paris around 1825

Richly encrusted with hardstones and mounted in gilt bronze
The panels were made at the noted Gobelins workshops in Paris, late 17th Century.













Originally part of a suite of furniture at Fonthill Abbey
Sold at the Fonthill sale 1823












Siena marble console table    

Commissioned by William Beckford for the vestibule at Landsdown Tower, Bath. 
Most probably designed by the architect of the Tower, Henry Edmund Goodridge, in collaboration with Beckford.







Now playing:  Rimsky-Korsakov - Scheherazade 

Thursday, 31 March 2011

I am after reality...



painting impressed on the mind so hard that it recurs as a dream...




George Tooker (1920-2011)










George Tooker

 A Columbus Museum of Art  documentary

In conjunction with the 2009 exhibition George Tooker: A Retrospective




Impetus, Lucidaville


Now playing: Tom McRae - You Only Disappear

Tuesday, 1 March 2011

Meet my little friend


Impresario of Latin American chic.

Formerly of Mexico City's Chic By Accident, now with Arizona's Holler and Saunders, Ltd.






Now playing: Cheo Feliciano - Sali Porque Sali

Tuesday, 15 February 2011

Grace under fire















The sari, an embellished strip of cloth that is quite possibly the most elegant form of evening dress. On the right woman. On the wrong woman it can be costumey. And as yet I have to see a blond that can pull one off without looking as if she were: a Hare Krishna convert,  a patronising bored housewife doing good works in a Calcutta slum (there was a perfect example in Elle Decor not that long ago, though I think she was actually on her veranda in the Hamptons), or a vapid tramp .

With the right proportions, hair, accessories, and most importantly, intent - one could not possibly go wrong.





Now playing: David Bowie with Gail Ann Dorsey - Under Pressure

Tuesday, 1 February 2011

Two words:


It's a way of being.
























Only great minds can afford a simple style. - Stendhal


  Now playing:
Inner City - Good Life

Friday, 28 January 2011

Uncommon talents

HRH The Princess Margaret
photographed by Cecil Beaton on her 21st birthday


"PM spoke of the Royal Family with expectable reverence not unmixed with humour and the occasional surrealist note: "The Queen is uncommonly talented in ways that you might not suspect," she proclaimed. Suspecting nothing, I asked, "In what way?" "Well, she can put on a very heavy tiara while hurrying down a flight of stairs with no mirror." - extract from Point to Point Navigation: A Memoir by Gore Vidal





Now playing: The Smiths -  There Is A Light That Never Goes Out