Showing posts with label Scottish Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Scottish Art. Show all posts

Sunday, February 25, 2018

National Galleries of Scotland, Princes Street Gardens and Mary King's Close


Love rules the court, the camp, the grove,
And men below, and saints above:
For love is heaven, 
and heaven is love.
~Sir Walter Scott

Edinburgh 
Day 3, Part 1

A Wedding at Blair Atholl (detail)
by David Allen


On our third day in Edinburgh (our second full day) we woke to a beautiful morning with glorious blue skies, and walked up to the Royal and toward Mary King's Close.

Side note! Is anyone else watching Season 2 of Victoria on Masterpiece?! (BBC) I loved the recent episode when they went to Scotland! Sigh ... I need to replay it!


Anyway, back to modern day Scotland. Just look at that sky! Of course, it was pretty much covered over by noon but you definitely appreciate the sunshine while it's happening!


Once again, the spire of St. Giles Cathedral ...


My dad took this picture of my mom and I while we waited for our tour to start of Mary King's Close. The plaid scarf was a "post Scotch-tasting purchase" from the night before. I have to say that I never envisioned getting pink plaid anything but it was great with my silver Patagonia jacket and my mom gave it a huge thumbs up! 


All these little streets off the main drag have "Close" in the name. It's like "street" or "alley" and they lead off of the Royal mile to apartments and various little neighborhoods of buildings. They were named usually for a well known resident. 

Mary King's Close was covered over when The Royal Exchange was built in the 19th century, atop the street and neighborhood. It was against the law to live "underground" so everyone had to move out. For that reason, when workman discovered it in modern times, it was as it had been in the 1800s, so it is like going back in time.

Mary King's Close


We weren't aloud to photograph it but this person on YouTube had a private tour and apparently was able to take pictures in 2013. The photos in the following video make it look much brighter than I remember. 

Also, remember there was no electricity back in the day and when our guide (in character and costume) turned off the lights, it was pitch black. She also went into how a dozen in the same family would use the same bucket to do their bodily business and everyone was living in the same room with it! Can you imagine the smell? Then they'd throw it out the door onto the street a couple of times a day (7am and 10pm) shouting the old time version of "Heads Up!" so hopefully you wouldn't get nailed with a bucket of shite.



I can't imagine the stench of the streets and of your own clothes that you couldn't wash very often (if ever). On top of the bodily fluids and sharing tiny dark quarters, disease was ramped and the various plagues tore through the close. 

This old tour from before 2002, with Bob Morton, shows the Close before it was turned into a multimedia tour in 2003. It's great as it is now but I would have loved to go down into the Close with this sweet old gentlemen and hear his stories.

There have been tales of hauntings in this close that go back since the 17th century.


After our visit I can see why the attraction is so highly rated. I would definitely recommend it.

Heading down another "Close" toward the north you can see the huge monument to Sir Walter Scott.



Looking down into the Princes Street Garden and the Walter Scott Monument.

We shall never learn to feel and respect 
our real calling and destiny,
unless we have taught ourselves 
to consider every thing as moonshine,
compared with the 
education of the heart.
~Walter Scott


He that does good, 
having the unlimited power to do evil, 
deserves praise not only for the good which he performs,
but for the evil which he forbears.
~Walter Scott form Ivanhoe


Scott Monument

The largest monument to a writer in the world, the monument to Sir Walter Scott has a tower that is just over 200 feet high. The foundation stone was laid in 1840 and the four years it took to build, began in 1841. There are 93 persons depicted on the monument, including scads of other Scottish poets and writers including Lord Byron and Robert Burns.


I have heard men talk about the blessings of freedom,"
he said to himself,
"but I wish any wise man would teach me
what use to make of it
now that I have it."
~Walter Scott, from Ivanvoe


The statue of Sir Walter Scott inside the monument was by John Steell.

We walked along Princes Street Gardens and headed for the National Galleries of Scotland, which is at the West end of the park.

Unfortunately, we did not make it to Walter Scott's home Abbotsford House, which is actually a castle filled with all kinds of interesting treasures. Below, is an interesting BBC doc about the writer's life and his now refurbished home that he built and furnished. It is a kind of whimsical film set! Oh, and in the documentary there are classic clips of the 1913 silent film version of Ivanoe!

It's worth a look and not all that long. (Just 29 minutes together.)




My dad ...


Princes Street Gardens

The gardens were built in two phases, in the late 1700s and early 1800s after they drained Nor Loch. The Loch (lake) was a swampy, smelly nightmare with all the sewage draining into it from the Royal Mile and down from the Closes. 

In fact, there's some talk that the people in Mary King's Close were having hallucinations from the gasses coming up from it, which might explain all the "hauntings." Yikes. Thank heavens for indoor plumbing. 


The Cambell Sisters (1821-22)
Lorenzo Bartolini 
Marble


National Galleries of Scotland

It's always a challenge not to run yourself ragged when your time and energy are limited. You have to decide what you really want to see and what is most important to you.

Because we were on a whole Scotland adventure, my main objective was to get in and see the Scottish artists' works. It turns out that they are in the process of creating a new wing dedicated to those works but I think we were still able to see most of that collection. 

The painting of the man skating (below) is one of the most well known in the collection.

The Scottish Painters

Reverend Robert Walker 
Skating on Duddingston Loch (1795 c)
Sir Henry Raeburn


On the wall (below) I wished they'd hung the two landscapes that were on top lower because I felt like I needed binoculars!


A Highland Wedding at Blair Atholl (1780)
David Allan


When true friends meet in adverse hour;
'Tis like a sunbeam through a shower.
A water way an instant seen,
The early closing clouds between.
~Walter Scott

This is a sweet detail of the painting above, as is the painting detail at the top of this post. So many little narratives happen in these paintings! 


And I cracked up at the gentleman below, dancing in his kilt!


Some of these photos aren't great because of the glare of glass or varnish but I gave it my best shot.

I loved this next one with the girl with a lion.

Una and the Lion (exhibited 1860)
William Bell Scott



My hope,
my heaven, 
my trust must be,
My gentle guide,
in following thee.

~Walter Scott from The Lady of the Lake

Saint Bride (1913)
John Duncan


This piece was one of my favorites of the day!

"According to the legend of the Irish Saint Bride she was transported miraculously to Bethlehem to attend the nativity of Christ. Here two angels carry the white robed saint across the sea. The seascape reflects Duncan's fascination with the Outer Hebrides and the Isle of Iona. The birds and seal provide an effective naturalistic foil for the supernatural angels overlapping the patterned border. Scenes from the life of Christ decorate the angel's robes, and may include the artist's self-portrait as the tiny clown (a holy fool) accompanying the procession of the magi on the leading angel's gown." - from the website

detail


To all, to each, a fair good-night,
And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.
~Walter Scott

Dunnattoar Castle (1867)
Waller Hugh Paton


The Quarrel of Oberon and Titania (1849)
Sir Joseph Noel Paton


I'd seen this painting back in 1997. They'd had an exhibition of fairy paintings in London, at the Royal Academy! It was so magical! The painting isn't quite as large as you'd imagine with so much detail (99 x 152 cm), and all the many lovely little vignettes ...


O, the tangled web we weave,
When first we practice to deceive.
~Walter Scott

and funny, strange, little characters ...


It's said that Louis Carroll counted 165 fairies!

View of South Door and Aisle, 
Rosslyn Chapel (1830)
William Dyce


The Storm (1890)
William MacTaggart


This piece was kind of enormous. You get up close and see he's given us just enough information. With a few strokes of his brush he was able to create these figures so beautifully that there is movement, weather, and a sense of urgency.

detail


Geisha Girl (1894)
George Henry


Saint Agnes (1889-1890)
David Gauld


The Vegetable Stall (1884)
William York MacGregor


This painting was huge for a still life (106 x 153 cm) and it was fantastic. Spectacular. It was so beautifully painted, with bold, thick, brushstrokes and deep rich colors! That red pops so beautifully against the green complimentary ... I would go back just to see those leaks again!

MacGregor was one of the leading artists in the group known as the Glasgow Boys. I'm not so sure I'd want to be in a group with him. Are you inspired or do just say the hell with it? Hmm.

Detail of the luscious leaks.


The Non Scots

Not a Scot but an Englishman ...

This next piece is pretty iconic and definitely speaks to our fantasies about the majestic Scottish Highlands. It was one of the most famous British paintings of the 19th century.

The Monarch of the Glen (c. 1851)
Sir Edwin Henry Landeer (English)


Mom and dad taking a load off.


John Singer Sargent- He was not English but he died in England. He was an American painter who was born in Florence and spent time traveling the world and studied in Paris. (Just got a pang of jealousy right there!)

This next painting was on the cover of a huge hardcover book that my parents own and I would just stare at it in wonder. It was stunning on the jacket but of course it is much more exquisite in person.

Lady Agnew of Lachnaw
John Singer Sargent (American)
Oil on canvas, 1892


Niagara Falls, from the American Side (1867)
Frederic Edwin Church (American)


The following piece kind of cracked me up! I posted it on Facebook with a comment about how air travel is very dehydrating.

Bust of a Groesque Old Woman (about 1730)
Attributed to Antonio Montauti (Italian)
Marble


One thing that was a bit unexpected was their beautiful examples of Dutch Masters. This Rembrandt is just simply magnificent.

A Woman in Bed (164(7?)
Rembrandt van Rijn (Dutch)


Verdonck (about 1627)
Frans Hals (Dutch)



I love Franz' characters. Like a Rembrandt, you spot them immediately when you enter a gallery.

At some point I decided I was over Rubens. I mean, enough with the pink hips and heroic figures getting off ridiculously large ships and massive mythological and biblical tales where someone or other is getting attacked or massacred by a lion.

 But then, you see a painting like this.

A Study of a Head (Saint Ambrose) (about 1618)
Sir Peter Paul Rubens (Flemish)


Gorgeous. A complete stunner. You can feel the texture of his coat and his dewy skin, and you half expect him take a breath! It kind of makes me annoyed that he kept painting butts.


Looking out at Princes Street Gardens from our lunch at the National Gallery of Scotland. Good smoked salmon sandwich, by the way.



Will future ages believe that such stupid bigotry ever existed!
~Walter Scott


Links
Princes Street Garden



Well, that basically gets us through lunch that day. After that? Edinburgh Castle and then north to see the Royal Yacht Britannia. But, you'll have to wait until the next post! 

Blessings and light!

Thursday, January 25, 2018

Finally!!! Edinburgh and the Scottish National Portrait Gallery!


But to see her was to love her,
Love but her, and love forever.
~Robert Burns

SCOTLAND
AUGUST 2017


YES! FINALLY!

For many many reasons I've been away from Cobalt Violet for over 6 months! In part, it was getting ready for my adventure and then I was away. Then I was away AGAIN, after which I had a houseguest (you'll have to wait on that one) and then I was away AGAIN! 

On top of that, apparently my 10 year old Mac desktop doesn't want to load 10,000 photos from my iPhone! I haven't even tried my to load the huge files from my big canon digital camera. I'm afraid my computer will crash and I'll loose everything. Time for a new(ish?) computer I'm afraid.


Anyway, enough first world problem complaints and on to more fun things. My big wonderful adventure! And yes, it was everything I hoped for. Scotland was magical and it was as beautiful as I'd hoped with the added bonus that the people were unbelievably kind, funny and just flat out wonderful!


First stop ... Edinburgh. I'd been there very briefly back when I was about 21 and remembered thinking that it was a beautiful city. This time I would be meeting my parents there and I was excited to spend four whole nights! Actually, it turns out that there is so much to do that our schedule was a little over booked! 

Above, my little airplane sketch. OH! And I did the little watercolor map up on top of this post on my way "across the pond." The little "route" I drew on map, I did along the way as we continued on our journey. Good thing because there were some adjustments and changes in our itinerary.


When I arrived, I was looking for a tram but found a bus so I hopped on board. Then I became completely disoriented and quickly made friends with a Polish lady (a resident) and several Scots who were kindly explaining how I needed to get to my AirBnb in the Grassmarket area. By the time I arrived at my stop, I had a young woman and older Scotsman getting off at the same stop. The latter was going a few blocks out of his way (now in the rain) to point me in the right direction.

I dragged my rather large, bright red hard shell suitcase, in the drizzle, down a street, under a bridge, (covering myself with my shawl) to a street that ran right under Edinburgh Castle.

Below, my first glimpse of the Edinburgh Castle! I was so excited I didn't care about the drizzle, or that I was quickly beginning to resemble a drown rat! Here I was! I made it!


And suddenly, there I was in the little Grassmarket Neighborhood ... spectacular view of the castle and all! Where you see the van on the left (below) was the shop where I immediately bought myself an umbrella. Plaid, of course! 

I soon realized that the drizzle and wet climate would give me a whole new hairdo, with the volume and waves I'd always wanted. Who knew?


My travel journal ... sketching the castle with a ball point pen.


I arrived about an hour before I was supposed to meet with lady from our AirBnb, but when I finally got in I was tired but thrilled.

 

The view out our window looked up at the castle! I knew this from the online photos but now I was there and it was beautiful! To be able to sit on the little fold out sofa and see it! Right there! 

It felt like this old castle was somehow watching over me while holding its endless stories, secrets and tales ...


I rested for about an hour, under the ever watchful castle. Knowing that my parents wouldn't be there for a few hours ... I headed up to Victoria Street and toward the Scottish National Portrait Gallery.


It doesn't get much more charming than Victoria Street. It's said that Daigon Alley, in Harry Potter, was inspired by this street!


I wanted to go in the shops but I was laser focused. Well, sort of. I had to stop to take photos. 




Below, looking down on Victoria Street, where later that night I'd have my first Scotch of the trip!




I headed up and over the hill. I wanted to stop on the Royal Mile but I kept going ...


Below, I'm looking North from the hill just below the Castle. In the center you can see the monument to Sir Walter Scott. Good thing I'd been hiking a lot to get ready for my little excursion on the Isle of Skye. LOTS of hills and stairs in Edinburgh! On my way back up I lost count on one set of stairs at 200.



Scottish National Portrait Gallery



As you can see, the Great Hall of the Portrait Gallery is spectacularly beautiful! I was so bummed my parents were not there with me! I had no idea how stunning it was.

Below, a statue of Robert Burns.





The mural below is of the marriage procession of James IV and Margaret Tudor in 1503 in Edinburgh, by nineteenth century artist William Hole.


Below a mural of Saint Margaret landing at Queen's Ferry in 1068 also by William Hole.





After more than a year of researching Scotland, watching documentaries, listening to books on tape, watching somewhat inaccurate biopics and drinking Scotch, my heart raced as I began to walk among these people. It's as if there spirits were alive in this place, in their portraits, telling their story and the story of Scotland. It was intense and I could feel my heart beat a bit faster with the excitement of finally being there ...

HOUSE OF STEWART 
and 
Jacobite Portraits

Mary, Queen of Scots
artist unknown
oil on canvas, about 1610-1615


"This image of Mary Queen of Scots dates from more than twenty years after her execution in 1587. The artist has based Mary's features on a miniature painted during her imprisonment in England."

Mary Queen of Scots
(1542-1587)
Artist Unknown, after 
François Clouet
oil on panel, probably 19th century


The original of the above portrait was just before leaving France and heading back to Scotland to take her place as Mary I of Scotland. Her mom had been the regent while Mary was away in France.

James V (1512-1542)
Father of Mary Queen of Scots, Reigned 1513-1542
Artist Unknown
oil on panel, about 1579


Mary of Guise 
(1515-1560 Mother of Mary, Queeen of Scots)
by Corneille de Lyon
oil on panel, painted about 1537


I'd seen the above portraits in books and in documentaries, but I had no idea that the last two were so small! The one of Mary of Guise was maybe a 5 x 7.  Loved the frame with velvet. Anyway, such an interesting history with these ladies. 

Queen Anne, when Princess of Denmark
(1665-1714)
Willem Wissing and Jan van der Vaart
oil on canvas, about 1685


Poor Anne had 18 children and non survived into adulthood, thus she was the last member of House of Stewart to reign. Her cousin George I, a protestant, became the first Hanoverian monarch of Britain.



Prince James Francis Edward Stewart, 1688-1766
Son of James VII and II
by Francois de Troy
Oil on canvas, 1701

In 1701, James VII and II died and Prince James was recognised as King of England, Scotland and Ireland by Louis XIV, the pope and several other Catholic rulers. But, of course, as a Catholic, he would never rule. This was thought to have been painted to commemorate is 13th birthday and his adorable looks were apparently a "boon to the Jacobite cause."



 Prince Charles Edward Stewart, 1720-1788
"Bonnie Prince Charlie" 
Eldest son of Prince James Frances Edward Stewart
artist unknown, after Jean-Etienne Liotard (1702-1789)
Oil on canvas, 1737


"Prince Charles Edward Stuart was the son of the 'Old Pretender', Prince James Francis Edward, and the grandson of King James VII and II, who was overthrown in 1688. Popularly known as 'Bonnie Prince Charlie', he embodied the hopes of the exiled Jacobite dynasty. After the defeat of his army by government forces at Culloden in 1746, he escaped to France and remained in exile for the remainder of his life. In this portrait the young prince is wearing the order of the Garter and the Jacobite blue bonnet with a white cockade. The latter represents the white rose, a symbol for Jacobite sympathies, and was worn by the prince’s troops in the absence of a formal uniform."

Flora Macdonald (1722-1790)

 [Fionnghal nighean Raghnaill ’ic Aonghais Ã’ig]

 Jacobite heroine

by Richard Wilson (1713/14-1782)
Oil on canvas, 1747

 

I love her story! (More on Flora when we get to the post about the Isle of Skye!)

"The famous Jacobite heroine Flora Macdonald lived on South Uist, in the Outer Hebrides. In 1746, on the neighbouring island of Benbecula she met Prince Charles Edward Stuart, the Young Pretender, in flight after the disastrous defeat at Culloden. She helped the Prince escape by boat to Skye, disguising him as her maidservant. She was arrested for her part in assisting him and taken prisoner to London. After her release in 1747 she commissioned this portrait which she gave to the captain of the ship which had brought her south, in thanks for the kindness he had shown her."


Patrick Grant (1713 / 1714 - 1824)
[Pàdraig Grannd an Dubh-bhruaich]
by Colvin Smith (Scottish, 1795-1875)
Oil on canvas, 1822


I knew this painting of Patrick Grant was in the Portrait Gallery and I was looking around in the galleries for it. You see, there are a LOT of Grants back in my family tree. Many Grants fought on the side of the Crown (the Hanoverians) but this Grant was on the side of the Jacobites. (Those that wanted a Stewart king back on the thrown.)

Found it! (I also took my picture with Flora!)


"As a young man, Patrick Grant had fought on the Jacobite side against the Hanoverian army during the 1745 Rising. When, nearly eighty years later, George IV visited Edinburgh in 1822, Grant was introduced to the King as 'His Majesty's oldest enemy'. The King offered Grant and his daughter a state pension, one of his many acts aimed at reconciling England and Scotland and strengthening the new nation of Great Britain. In this sympathetic portrait the sitter, swathed in tartan and wearing a large crucifix, looks considerably younger than his 109 years."

In a stairway ... 


More portraits ... Royal and otherwise,

Princess Elizabeth (1635-1650) and Princess Anne (1637-1640)
Daughters of Charles I
Sir Anthony van Dyck (Flemish 1599-1641)
Oil on canvas, 1637

This was a study for a larger painting. You have to really check the dates on these paintings, because the royalty had (and has!) a tenancy to use the same names over and over! It can get crazy confusing! 




detail of painting below

1733-1790
by Gavin Hamilton (Scottish)
oil on canvas, 1752/53


Queen Victoria, (1819-1901)
by Franz Xaver Winterhalter
oil on canvas, 1840


(Anyone watching Victoria on PBS?? I LOVE it! I know, shocking.)

This next one is so sweet! The glare was a nightmare so I didn't get the best shot but here it is ...

The Lullaby
depicted: Margaret Ferrier, the artist's wife and son
by Sir Joseph Noel Paton (Scottish 1821-1901)
oil on panel, 1861

The couple had 11 children. "The little boy depicted here, Diarmid Noël Paton, grew up to become Professor of Physiology at Glasgow University and a pioneer in the study of nutrition and metabolism."




Eric Robertson with Mary Newbery
by Cecile Walton (Scottish 1891-1956)
oil on canvas, 1912


"Mary Newbery was the daughter of Francis and Jessie Newbery, who both attended Glasgow School of Art. She studied painting and design in Glasgow and Paris and, like her mother, specialised in embroidery and paintings of flowers in watercolour. Newbery was a close friend of Cecile Walton – meeting her husband, the painter Alick Riddell Sturrock, through Walton’s own husband, Eric Robertson. Posing as Newbery's ‘companion’, Robertson is depicted here in a manner which emphasises his androgynous beauty."

I just loved that painting! Both the technique and style, as well as the strangeness of its subject and narrative. What is going on!?

Another portrait I HAD to see before leaving the gallery ...

Robert Burns, (1759-1796)
Poet
Alexander Nasmyth (Scottish 1758-1840)
Oil on canvas, 1787


"This half-length portrait of Burns, framed within an oval, has become the most well-known and widely reproduced image of the famous Scottish poet. Nasmyth's painting, commissioned by the publisher William Creech, was to be engraved for a new edition of Burns' poems. He is shown fashionably dressed against a landscape, evoking his rural background in Alloway, Ayrshire. Burns and Nasmyth had become good friends, having been introduced to one another in Edinburgh by a mutual patron, Patrick Miller of Dalswinton. Nasmyth, pleased to have recorded Burns' likeness convincingly, decided to leave the painting in a slightly unfinished state."

As you might have guessed, I LOVED the portrait gallery and if you are heading to Edinburgh I'd highly recumbent it! Apparently, there was a major overhaul of the museum and it reopened in 2011.

This video on youtube gives you an idea of the extent of the renovation but also another good view of the museum. 




All that and the day wasn't over! I walked all the way back to Grassmarket to meet up with my parents. I had the key! After that, we still had fish n' chips to eat, tickets to the "Tattoo" and my first Scotch of the trip! That will have to wait until my next post which, I promise, will not be another 6 months!

Here I am in front of a lovely shop on Victoria Street. It was there that I ended up buying a beautiful red Stewart tartan shawl. I might be a reincarnated Jacobite. Or I just love red. 




Blessings and light!