Two Temple Place, formally known as the Astor House, only opened last month and rather brilliantly is now going to be a space to show off a variety of publicly owned art from regional collections around the UK. This is very exciting for me as it is somewhat connected to aspects of my job, and here I am going to encourage you once again to look at the BBC Your Paintings website which showcases all of the oil paintings in public collections across the whole UK. (They are about to have 100,000 on there but will be more added over the next year): http://www.bbc.co.uk/arts/yourpaintings/. It’s honestly a really great site and well worth checking out, I’m not just saying that because I was involved in aspects of it!
Their first exhibition is William Morris: Story, Memory, Myth, which I will go into detail about in a minute – first we need to talk about this building. MY GOD, this place is cool. I mean cool if you like high high Victorian Gothic, which admittedly may not be to everyone’s tastes (fools) but is basically my idea of pure architectural heaven: Astor House, as it was formally known, was built by the great American tycoon William Waldorf Astor as his London offices. He was later known as Lord Astor, the granting of his peerage reputedly causing much scandal as he essentially bought it through massive amounts of right-on Victoriana philanthropy, benefitting amongst many many others something called the Women's Memorial to Queen Victoria. Bet they were a bunch of laughs. His son was the great newspaper mogul of the next generation having been gifted various publications as birthday presents over the years along with entire recreation Tudor Villages. Anyway this guy was known as the richest man in America and also the landlord of New York because he owned most of it and was also, obviously, famed for such enterprises as the Waldorf hotel. His family had made their money in fur trading but, and here I must quote the rather vague Wikipedia article re his relocation because it made me piss myself laughing;
‘In response to a family feud which developed with his aunt […] in 1891 over matters of standing in high society, Astor moved to Great Britain with his family’.
How great is that?? Matters of standing in High Society?? One can only imagine… all very Edith Wharton nay? Anyway clearly in a big old piss he spent a few years travelling round Europe working in various diplomatic and governmental roles including a few years spent in Italy where he reportedly developed his passion for art and collecting. When he eventually settled in England, buying such stately piles as Hever castle, home to Anne Boleyn, he set about building the ultimate Victorian town house and with seemingly unlimited sources of capital and enthusiasm he engaged some of the most celebrated architects and craftsman of the day. Clever old William.
‘In response to a family feud which developed with his aunt […] in 1891 over matters of standing in high society, Astor moved to Great Britain with his family’.
How great is that?? Matters of standing in High Society?? One can only imagine… all very Edith Wharton nay? Anyway clearly in a big old piss he spent a few years travelling round Europe working in various diplomatic and governmental roles including a few years spent in Italy where he reportedly developed his passion for art and collecting. When he eventually settled in England, buying such stately piles as Hever castle, home to Anne Boleyn, he set about building the ultimate Victorian town house and with seemingly unlimited sources of capital and enthusiasm he engaged some of the most celebrated architects and craftsman of the day. Clever old William.
He hired the celebrated Gothic Revival architect John Loughborough Pearson who was something of a star at this point (the house was completed in 1895) and also the various skills of craftsman such as the sculptors William Silver Frith, George Frampton and Nathaniel Hitch. Basically elaborate is not the word – every element of this building, interior, exterior and roof, is covered in some sort of decoration. The exterior is made of Portman stone and covered in fabulous carvings. The portico is designed by Frith and much is made of the iron statues on either side showing small cherubian like boys representing the new exciting age of telecommunications. Inside there is the most incredibly ornate mahogany staircase carved by Thomas Nicholls which depicts characters from Astors favorite novel The Three Musketeers (good choice). Around the top of the stairs is a finely carved frieze depicting eighty-two characters from Shakespeare’s Othello, Henry VIII, Anthony & Cleopatra and Macbeth. Around the hall are carved ebony statues, again by Nichols, showing favorite figures from American literature such as characters from The Last of the Mohicans, The Scarlet Letter and Rip Van Winkle. In other rooms of the house there is even more intricate carving by Frampton including panels (which were exhibited at the Royal Academy) depicting 9 heroines of the Arthurian Legends. How amazingly Victoriana is all this? This guy clearly loved pot boiler style historical literature, something the 19th century did oh so well, so he decides to have his entire house covered in his favorite characters from them – I mean there are even characters from Ivanhoe – the ultimate Victorian Historical novel! Basically this guy was the ultimate Victorian client – he wanted the whole world under one roof and he didn’t give a fuck about money, taste, period, public opinion – anything!! I LOVE him.
This incredible mishmash of historical and literary sources and architectural styles has to be the most brilliant place to stage an exhibition of William Morris. As the intro on the gallery website states: ‘The inaugural exhibition looks at how William Morris told stories through pattern and poetry. It will examine the tales that were most important to him, such as the works of Geoffrey Chaucer, Norse saga, Arthurian legend and Greek myth.’ So pretty perfect space for it then. I thought this could all be summed up well by some text at the very beginning of the show quoting Ford Madox Brown. I paraphrase massively here as can’t remember what he exactly said but it was something along the lines of Morris’s inspiration being unchanging; the things that interested him as a child continued to inspire him throughout his life, the stories and myths of childhood serving him right up to death. Which seems to be the same for Astor who’s childhood literary loves clearly stayed with him in an extremely palpable way throughout maturity and old age. Sums up a large amount of the 19th century really – it was an era of childhood nostalgia in the face of blinding modernity and very serious adult concerns. They were basically a race of overgrown teenage girls. Which is why I love them.
Above the stairs were examples of Morris’s fabric designs. This was very interesting indeed as it went into some depth about the concepts behind Morris’s decorative inventions. He believed that creating textile patterns was part of a long historical dialogue going back thousands of years. Through using the traditional motifs of flowers, plants and animals he was engaging in the historical legacy of generations of craftsman who used the same motifs to create meaning and a narrative of design which transcends the individual identity of the artist and craftsman. Morris admired cultures that had a long aural or craft tradition, passing down skills as well as stories and myths throughout the generations to create a longevity of cultural identity. If you know what I mean. He also employed symbols and motifs which had personal resonance for him such as the use of the Thames as a theme, a river he felt a great connection to both personally and professionally.
One of these story telling cultures that he so admired was the Norse tradition of aural history. He was so obsessed with one particular tale called The Story of the Sigurd the Volsung that he actually learnt how to speak Icelandic or whatever it’s called so that he could translate and illustrate the tales – now that’s impressive!! However, the exhibition also dedicated a room to his and Burne-Jones’s tile work including a lot of pieces with sleeping beauty and other children’s fairy tales as subject matter. This, the exhibition text argued, was notable as even through an age of literature and news artists such as Morris and the Pre-Raphaelites returned to childhood fairytales time and time again, to escape the somewhat terrifying march of modernity which they all rallied against so strongly. Other large and glorious tapestries were on show upstairs executed by either the Royal Society of needlework or Morris’s own design firms but the pieces I really enjoyed were the incredibly beautiful etchings by Burne-Jones for an abandoned project to illustrate Morris’s ‘great storybook’ The Earthly Paradise. This work is again perfectly in tune with the theme of the building and therefore high Victoriana in general i.e. the collation of multiple historical sources and inspirations bound together in one book. The stories were bound together by a narrative about a group of medieval wanderers who, thwarted in their search for a land of everlasting life discover instead a surviving colony of Greeks with whom they exchange stories. Thus even though many of the stories and legends in the book date from much more ancient sources the entire tale has a feel of the medieval about it. Morris and Burne-Jones wished to illustrate each tale from this and on display were a series of etchings to illustrate the Cupid and Psyche myth which although I believe were never printed clearly provided inspiration for Burne-Jones in terms of subject and composition in other, later works. Really beautiful stuff.
I could go on for another 4 pages about all the fabulous things in this show but I need to do some work today so instead I recommend you all visit this amazingly exiting new space – it’s free!!!
I could go on for another 4 pages about all the fabulous things in this show but I need to do some work today so instead I recommend you all visit this amazingly exiting new space – it’s free!!!