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Summer Event July 2008
The London Adventure
EDWARD BURNE-JONES
‘Magnificent Dreamer’ was presented by Antony Clayton on Saturday 26th July, 2008.
“I mean by a picture a beautiful romantic dream of something that never was, never will be – in a light better than any light that ever shone – in a land no one can define or remember, only desire – and the forms divinely beautiful.”
A group of us attended the summer event this year on a warm, muggy day. We met at the entrance to Kensington Central Library in Hornton Street, W8, opposite the Town Hall. Thanks to Antony Clayton’s erudite presentation the weather didn’t preoccupy us although I couldn’t help wondering how all those wan, women with luxuriante hair, in voluminous attire managed to endure the heat. Anthony took us on a walk stopping at places where Burne Jones had lived or had been a visitor and we visited Melbury Road where once there was a thriving artists’ colony. The walk concluded at the site of Burne-Jones’s house and studio the Grange. The tour lasted approximately two hours and we ended with tea, cakes and relaxed conversation in a local tea shop. Everyone enjoyed the afternoon.
Antony Clayton is the author of ‘Subterranean City’, ‘London’s Coffee Houses’, ‘Decadent London’ and ‘The Folklore of London’.
http://thelondonadventure.co.uk/
Zara Schofield received the RASA Graduation prize
We haven’t had the pleasure of talking to Zara yet but we are looking forward to asking her about her work which can be seen in the gallery. There is something graceful and elegant in the objects that she produces which are eye catching and amusing. We wonder how much mischief is intended in the mix of the spiritual and earthly iconography? Watch this space and we will soon learn from the artist herself.’
A Brush with Words: Study for Still life with Music Chair
Continuing in our look back at the art and poetry exhibition, ‘A Brush with Words’, here is ‘Study for Still life with Music Chair’ by Michael Sangster, which inspired the poem ‘Titleless’ by Charles Johnson.
Titleless (for Study for Still life with Music Chair)
This dish of water
shows the slant of the
chest of drawers it’s on
The tiltedness of our bedroom world
takes a dropped marble direct every time
to the window wall
I see and say water: wine
and water? Blood
and Water? Dirty water?
Water for tame bird
seeming lame bird facing the window
shadow held behind as if a broken wing
Bird that came
to watch us pack/unpack
these lyre-backed chairs full of eyes,
uncrease the curtains,
shake out daisies
Charles Johnson
A Brush with Words: Sea Change
Oil/Mixed media on board 23″ x 19″
Continuing in our look back at the art and poetry exhibition, ‘A Brush with Words’, here is ‘Sea Change’ by Miranda Mott which inspired the poem ‘Where the Dark Is Rising’ by Rita Carter and ‘Magic island’ by Trevor Innes
Where the Dark Is Rising
(for Sea Change)
Dynamo
ringed in the fish-eye
diver’s head
coal black
neophyte
Where the dark is rising
thought-fishes dart
a scion into a cloud burst
embryo tree
Rita Carter
Magic island
(for Sea Change)
A joining axis wheel,
china blue on white,
beneath the green tree
makes a path scross the sea
Where three fish swim
through a dark-eyed moon.
something holds this
all together, more
than a Norse dream. The tree
is placed in a cloud. The dark
sky recedes around.
Ferdinand is buried somewhere.
He’ll return to find love
and his father on an island where the tree
holds no monster but a wheel.
Happy endings can be found.
Trevor Innes
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A Brush with Words: Brief Parting
By Eric Seeley ‘Brief Parting’ oil painting
Continuing in our look back at the art and poetry exhibition,
A Brush with Words, here is Brief Parting, by Eric Seeley and Tricia Torrington.
In Praise of Blue
(For a Brief Parting)
Because there was a blue heat
Sweating our bodies to slow burn
Because there was a pure moon
Edging the sun to a swift end
Because there was a wide bay
gritting its teeth to our soft skin
Shadows enveloped us
So that we hid ourselves
Now the hills will neve be too high again
And loose limbed beaches never
So stretched, tanned, warm again,
We had seven blue days
because it was a week where we lost time
I will always lose time remembering…
Tricia Torrington
More of Eric Seeley’s work can be seen in the gallery
Sharing Our Past
The Cast Corridor 1887 ‘Passing the Long rest’ from the Magazine of Art 1887
Rita Carter would like to thank those of you who have already responded with reminiscences for the book titled ‘ An intimate Portrait of the RA Schools’. We are gradually receiving some very interesting pieces from members and also evocative photographs. Please keep these coming. Your stories might seem unremarkable to you but each one forms a part of the era in which you studied at the Schools and adds depth to the picture as a whole. Some of the letters have been brief but heart-felt; you do not have to write pages and pages. However if you want to make a contribution but feel stuck here are some suggestions to get you started. Send your contribution to The Royal Academy of Arts, Reminiscences, RASA, The Friends’ Office, Piccadilly, W1J OBD or by email to membership@rasalumni.org
1. Recollections of your first day and first term.2. Surroundings; interior & exterior impressions of the building.3. Names of Keeper, Curator, tutors and students.4. Photographs/portrait drawings etc of yourself or others as they were then.5. Any visual records of what the studios and their contents looked like.6. Teaching style and methods in contrast with previous teaching.7. Typical sights and sounds experienced on a daily basis; timetable, routine etc.8. Significant events; humorous, traumatic, transformative experiences.9. Attitudes to smoking, drinking, musical trends, fashion etc.10. Artworks by yourself or other students that trigger associations or significant ideas.Many thanks to Paul Bartlett for his help and advice.
A Brush with Words: Icarus
Sally Scott, ‘Icarus’ Sandblasted and Engraved Flash Glass Disc
22″ diameter; slate base 7″ x 27″
Continuing in our look back at the art and poetry exhibition, A Brush with Words, here is Icarus, by Sally Scott and Tricia Torrington.
Tonight
(for Icarus)
Tonight I would give you a list of things
not to forget…
Keep land in mind, your feet
tipped to the magnetic -
I wish it was tonight we could become
extraordinary
for the sky is bright enough with all
its winking heroes
Orion, Perseus, the shield of Achilleus -
and the Wain,
keep that in mind, that group of stars
that turns always
on the same point, the only ones that never bathe
in the sea -
Tonight I would have you remember Homer’s
“weariless sun”,
It is love that attracts us like moths.
But how it burns.
Tricia Torrington
A Brush with Words: The Langdale
Annie Hudson ‘Langdale’ oil 5″ x 16″
In October 2005, the Border Poets, a group of poets in the Shropshire area led by Roger Garfitt, together with members of the Royal Academy Schools Alumni (RASA) collaborated to produce an exhibition of poetry and art. The exhibition A Brush with Words, curated by Michael Sangster, took place at Martin’s Gallery in Cheltenham during the literary festival. We will be displaying some of the images and poems on this page over the next few months.
To srart the series, here is The Langdale by Amanda Attfield and Annie Hudson.
Dinosaur Eye (The Langdale)
You had the small box held up to your eyes,
I said What can you see? I wanted to be
lifted up so I could see, I wanted to see.
I wanted to see. I could hear it. Like breathing,
like when snow fell on dry leaves
in the woods at the back of our house,
where I wasn’t to go unless someone could
see me, or hear them call me, because
of that boy who went there and was
found crumpled up under a hedge.
The bridge had a V shape in it. You
could stand in and not get knocked by the traffic.
When I was older, I would make a rule
that all walls must have steps, and all bridges
must be of glass so I could see over, under,
through and down to where the breathing was.
She lifted me up. She gave me the small box
to look through. There was its one eye, and
the crag that was its head. A nose must be
somewhere for the breathing and feet, and
a tail, planted in the body of the hill
ready to burst out, and trample the bridge to pieces.
Ready for me to make it better, make it glass.
Amanda Attfield
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