Her Answer – Fine Art Friday


Yes, 1877

No!


Yes or No

Last week I highlighted Sir John Everett Millais’ print The Boyhood of Raleigh.  To my great delight Sir John Everett Millais keeps popping up on my horizon.  I just finished Anthony Trollope’s book The Small House at Allington; Millais illustrated the book when it was first published serially in a magazine, but it is difficult to find a book with all of Millais’ illustrations. 

Trollope’s words about Millais’ illustrations, from his Autobiography:

Writers of novels know well–and so ought readers of novels to have learned–that there are two modes of illustrating, either of which may be adopted equally by a bad and by a good artist.  To which class Mr. Millais belongs I need not say; but, as a good artist, it was open to him simply to make a pretty picture, or to study the work of the author from whose writing he was bound to take his subject. 

I have too often found that the former alternative has been thought to be the better, as it certainly is the easier method.  An artist will frequently dislike to subordinate his ideas to those of any author, and will sometimes be too idle to find out what those ideas are.  But this artist was neither proud nor idle.  In every figure that he drew it was his object to promote the views of the writer whose work he had undertaken to illustrate, and he never spared himself any pains in studying that work, so as to enable himself to do so.

Fine Art Friday – Velázquez


The Old Woman Frying Eggs, 1618

Today is the birthday of the Spanish painter, Diego Velázquez (1599).
I love pictures of ordinary people fixing food.
What astounds me is that he painted this when he was 19!


 Las Meninas (The Maids of Honor) 1656

Notice the self-portrait on the left, the blurred image of the king and queen reflected in the mirror.
The Infanta Margarita became the empress of Austria at 15, but died at 22.

Google tipped their hat to Velázquez today:

Fine Art Friday – Painted Chapel Ceiling


A picture of death and the Last Judgement

The painted wooden ceiling of St. Mary’s Church of Grandtully was another of the serendipitous gifts of our trip.  This small ancient church, hidden on a private farm a few miles from our home base, was endowed in 1533.  Its  glory is its decorated ceiling which features this scene of death and the last judgment.  This church was in none of the guide books I had read.

There is one sign marking this church.  After driving on a narrow – even by Scottish standards – farm lane, walking behind a house and barn, you arrive at this little building surrounded by a rock wall.  A motion-sensor turns the light on when you enter.  The floor is primitive, there are no seats, you only look up and …wonder.

The building was used as a byre for hundreds of years.  A byre, I was told by a Scottish woman, is the home for cows.  Oh, I replied, we call that a barn.  With a pitying look, she clarified, A barn is a place to store hay, a byre is a place where cows live .  Aha.  I see.  The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes ran through my mind as I stood in this former byre.



There were panels for different virtues: this is Humility.

The Four Evangelists

“Matthew is portrayed in several ways.  He is shown with a cherub, in human likeness, where he is pictured as recording the human ancestry of Christ.  He appears with a winged man in reference to his detailed account of the Incarnation of Christ.”


Mark

“In his [Mark’s] character of Evangelist and secretary to St. Peter, he is given a pen and the book of his Gospel.”


Luke

“His most frequent attributes are the winged ox, presumably because in his Gospel he emphasizes the priesthood of Christ, and the ox is a symbol of sacrifice;”


John

“His principal attributes are the eagle, symbol of the highest inspirations, and the book.”

All the quotes are from the book Signs & Symbols in Christian Art by George Ferguson.  I wish that we had taken small book packed with information with us on the trip.  If you are interested in Christian art, this book from Oxford University Press is a great help. 

Please click on the pictures to see more detail.

February’s Pleasures

~  Adjectival  forms of cities. 

The Glaswegian dialect (also called Glasgow patter*) can be particularly difficult to decode.  I learned the meaning of Glaswegian one evening this week and came across it the next day.  Finding a new vocabulary word the second time is more fun than the first.  Hey!  I know you!  (*So, noo thit yez ‘uv been telt  aboot the wye thit
Glesca punters yaze ra patter don’t yooz bloks try in’ make
iz look luk eejits thit cannae talk right oan yer fancy high
falutin’ American websites, awright!!)

My son and I watched Gaudy Night on Netflix Instant Watch.  As the movie opened on to an old English campus, Collin said “That looks Oxfordian”  (can you see me looking at you, mouthing the word with a wide-eyed questioning look and shrug … Oxfordian?)  I delight in learning correct local appelations which make me feel less like a tourist and more like a temporary resident.  Coming from my son is sprinkles on top of Cold Stone. Oxfordian

~  Pansies.  There’s nothing like an injection of color on a gray-white February day.  These girls need water, food, something.  But they give me great pleasure. $0.98 at the local box store.

~  New food experience: friends had us over and fixed seafood gumbo.  I learned that if it’s called gumbo it has okra in it.  I never knew I liked okra!  Yum, yum!

~  Photography tutorials
 
    BetterPhoto.com  The courses cost $$, but free tips and great links abound
    PhotoSecrets.com  I’m soaking up “Great Landscape Photography”
    PhotoCourse.com  Clicking on sample chapter downloads the entire book.

~  Resurfaced notes.  I did a Grand Canyon Clean (very deep, took all day) of my desk and found this quote I scribbled down, no attribution, long before we were given a trip to Great Britain.

If architecture is
the art of enclosing light and air
in a shell of stone,
then Lincoln Cathedral is
one of the world’s masterpieces.

 
 Photo by Sam Stroube
William Byrd was the organist at Lincoln from 1563-1572.
Do you know Byrd’s music?

Lincoln Cathedral, Angel Choir, 1895 by Sally Maltby
Art.com More Sally Maltby

Happy Friday, my online friends,

Fine Art Friday – Scottish Cathedrals

St. Ninian’s Cathedral in Perth (Scottish Epsicopal)

Dunkeld Cathedral in Perthshire (Church of Scotland)

I think these are the ruins of Elgin Cathedral.

Dornoch Cathedral (this link is worth checking out), Church of Scotland
during the day (above) & at night (below).  For another post:
I liked when the church was the resting place for the dead.
It reinforces the idea of communion of the saints
and helps us to remember those who have gone before.

 
This is the ceiling of the octogonal Chapter House at Elgin Cathedral

Dunblane Cathedral, Church of Scotland
The nave of a church is the central approach to the high altar.
It comes from the Latin word navis (ship).
Look at the top of the picture at the vaulting.
Doesn’t that look like the keel of a ship?

These are just a few of the architectural gems
we hope to see in Scotland.
I am eager to learn more about cathedrals,
abbeys, old kirks, manses, and monasteries.
My lips are numb.

Vettriano – Scottish Artist


The Singing Butler, Jack Vettriano


The Umbrella, Jack Vettriano

I was surprised to learn that The Singing Butler was painted
 around 1991.  Doesn’t it seem like it’s been around for much
longer than that?  Vettriano is Scotland’s most famous artist.
He is scorned by the art establishment.  I think only two
Vettrianos are hanging in Scotland galleries. Some of his
paintings are risqué; many capture a 1950’s-ish elegance.

He reminds me of Edward Hopper. Eh?

I like these two paintings.
The top painting is romantic.
The bottom one is fresh and simple.

What do you think is the appeal of The Singing Butler?

More Vettriano here.

Fine Art Friday – Guy Wiggins


Winter’s Storm on the Avenue, by Guy Carleton Wiggins
Askart.com

For those of you in warmer climates, here is a picture of the weather that we’re, ahem, enjoying  in the Northwest.  My dear sister-in-law Kathie sent me a love package with a great book (I’m sure I’ll write about it), a most excellent bookmark (I’m sure I’ll take a picture of it), a photo of my beloved niece and nephew standing against the backdrop of the magical blue-green waters of the Ionia Sea in Greece. And a fine art card of which she is a specialist in finding.  It had a different Guy Carleton Wiggins print which was Winter’s Day at the Library.  This is the closest I could find to the picture on the card.

Happy Friday.