Tuesday, 9 January 2018

The Fortnightly Flag - Costa Book Awards

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9th January 2018

Happy New Year

COSTA BOOK AWARDS

The first big literary event in London in 2018 will be the Costa Book of the Year Award. Tuesday 30th January is earmarked for the evening on which the Book of the Year will be unveiled. This is one of the UK's biggest book prizes.

The category winners have already been announced and the Book of the Year winner will be one of these.

Poetry - Helen Dunmore  Inside the Wave (Bloodaxe Books) -
Helen passed away last year so this will be a posthumous award for her final poetry collection.

Novel - Jon McGregor. Reservoir 13 (Fourth Estate)

First Novel - Gail Honeyman. Eleanor Oliphant is completely fine



Now I have read this one and can thoroughly recommend it. Although I am not a fan of first person narratives in this case it is entirely justified as Eleanor gradually reveals not only her present loneliness but also her troubled past chapter by chapter. She is by turns vulnerable, difficult and infuriating while her observations on modern city life - Eleanor doesn't know how to be tactful - will make you laugh. At the same time, as we gradually learn why she is the way she is - the whole truth is not revealed until the very end - we admire her enormous strength of character and I defy anyone not to be rooting for her at the end. It's a remarkable book and I loved it.

I have also bought Helen Dunmore's book and Jon McGregor's but not had time to read them yet as I have to get on with a bit of writing of my own.

Biography - Rebecca Stott. In the days of Rain

Children's - Katherine Rundell. The Explorer.

Best of luck to all.

Friday, 15 December 2017

The Fortnightly Flag #13 New discovery St Albans

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19th December 2017



Santas at Bushey Station on their way to the Santa Race, South bank, London

2017 GOOD YEAR FOR BRITISH ARCHAEOLOGY

There have been a number of exciting discoveries this year and the latest of them is right on my doorstep. 

Archaeologists of the Canterbury Archaeological Trust have just uncovered the relics of Abbot John of Wheathampstead, who died in 1465, at St Albans Abbey. The find is reported in The Herts Advertiser (Thursday 14 December 2017) by Matt.Adams@archant.co.uk.



Abbot John is of special interest here because he was 'of Wheathampstead' which is just north of St Albans so he was a local man. As an Abbot he was of national and international renown. His remains are identified by the discovery alongside him of a collection of seals, also known as papal bulls, issued by Pope Martin V (1417-1431). Early in his career Abbot John secured three special privileges for his monastery at an audience with Pope Martin and was remembered thereafter for his success in negotiating with the Papal Court, hence the bulls were buried with him. It is possible that his grave also marks the site of the chapel he had built.

Abbot John is a little late for my period of interest (5th - 10th century AD) but the discovery of his remains is an important find for the history of the late mediaeval Abbey.

'I must go down to the sea again
To the lonely sea and the sky'

John Masefield of course. We all learnt it at school. We Brits are an island race and so we love our seascapes. Apart from a couple of sketchy watercolours of Margate Sands and Hastings Pier (which subsequently burnt down - nothing to do with me Guv) I have not hitherto done any seascapes so my latest effort is my first proper go at this genre (not counting my last painting which gives only a glimpse of the sea).

Titled unimaginatively Fishermen at the lighthouse, Porthcawl  it depicts a cold and wintry sea. The picture is almost monochrome, unusually for me, my pictures are normally quite highly coloured, but I couldn't abandon colour altogether so there is just a faint tinge. I went down to the harbour last week and it looked just like this.

I am planning to do more seascapes over the next few months now I have a home near the sea to see what I can do with this genre

I have finished reading William Hardie's excellent book on Scottish Painting (Scottish Painting: 1837 to the Present in a handsome 3rd edition) which I highly recommend. This is not only a great introduction to Scottish painters, very well illustrated with colour plates throughout, it also serves as a very good run through different styles of painting from the mid-Victorians onwards.

I learned that the mid-Victorians were overly fond of brown because of the development of a new pigment called 
asphaltum brown which, influenced by Sir David Wilkie who favoured a brown tonality, they used a lot. Sadly this was a mistake because it cracks badly and has ruined many paintings of the period. I don't know if you can still buy it but if you can one word - don't.

I especially like the work of Scottish artist Stanley Cursiter, hitherto unknown to me because his best work is in private collections, but I think he's quite brilliant and deserves to be better known.

The next blog will be on 9th January 2018 so it just remains for me to wish you all Nadolig Llawen (Welsh for Merry Christmas) and Happy New Year.


Covent Garden Market, London

Monday, 4 December 2017

The Fortnightly Flag #12 Impressionists in London The Lady in Grey

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5th December 2017
Still life - blue vases Carol Richards 2004

IMPRESSIONISTS IN LONDON

This month's recommended exhibition is Impressionists in London at Tate Britain. It's a bit pricey but well worth it. It's a large exhibition with a great many wonderful paintings on display.

The exhibition looks back to the period of the Franco-Prussian war of 1870 and the Paris Commune of 1871 when a number of French Impressionists headed for the safety and art market of London. Impressionism as a painting style suited them well as they needed to produce works quickly suited to the English market so their output initially was made up of small paintings depicting conventional subjects that might appeal to the middle-class residents of the semi-rural London suburbs they found refuge in.

Pisarro's initial works are quite traditional landscapes, nicely done but a far cry from the pointilliste style of his later pictures of Kew and Hampton Court. I lived for a while in Richmond and have painted a fair few paintings along the riverside. I never tried the full pointilliste style of Pisarro but did pick up one technique they all seem to have adopted, that of using small tick brush-strokes in different colours - blue, grey, green (the river is very green at Richmond) white and silver (gives the river a nice sheen). I don't know if this counts as impressionist but it works a treat giving the impression of light and movement on the surface of the water.

Lots of the paintings, most notably by Monet and Whistler, feature London fog. Oscar Wilde apparently declared Whistler invented it. Not so. I grew up with it. Before the Clean Air Act we still had the real pea-soupers where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Everything came to a standstill and the city was quiet and mysterious and the sunsets over Highgate and Islington Cemetery were breathtaking. What Wilde meant was that nobody has noticed the fog as an artistic effect before Whistler although that is to discount Turner of course.

Having said that, the exhibition has a whole roomful of Monet's paintings of the Houses of Parliament with and without sunsets which are simply miraculous.

There are a great many paintings by Tissot who has been one of my favourite artists since my mother gave me a print of  'The Captain's Lady' which hung on the wall in my flat for many years until the frame got broken in a move. I am in awe of Tissot's ability to paint straight lines not only in his maritime pictures (check out the rigging) but also in the large painting of visitors outside a London church - the steps and the fluted columns all dead straight.

Tissot is not strictly an impressionist. He painted finely detailed pictures beautifully finished in classical style. He might have been a bit aggrieved to find himself lumped with the Impressionists as he painted in a very different style although he moved in the same circle.

Another artist represented in the exhibition who is similarly not really an impressionist is the sculptor Dalou. Dalou was a Communard who came to London in 1871 when, after the collapse of the Paris Commune, he would not have found much work in Paris. He taught in London with Alphonse Legros and from the examples of their work on show I would say they had a marked influence on Mary Bromet whom I mentioned in my last blog. Dalou was rather annoyed that his customers preferred his more sentimental works but they do have an extraordinary sweetness.

THE LADY IN GREY

The artists who were refugees in London did not reflect what was going on in their homeland except for a tinge of homesickness. That was left to the artists who stayed. Manet was conscripted into the National Guard and he produced two prints illustrating the trauma of war - a picture of a casual execution and a powerful image of a dead soldier. Tissot was trapped in Paris throughout the siege and only left after the Paris Commune of 1871 made being a bourgeois painter of high society a less than attractive prospect.

Manet's images and Tissot's 'The Wounded Soldier' would have made excellent illustrations for my novel 'The Lady in Grey'.


Originally published in 1988 under the title 'Disciple of Temptation' the novel tells the story of French novelist and short story writer Guy de Maupassant.   Like Manet he was conscripted aged 19 and so traumatised by the experience the subject dominated his life and work. The book entailed a lot of research into the Franco-Prussian war.

Why did it appeal to me? Apart from the fact that it is simply a wonderful story it came to me (via my uncle who gave me a copy of Sherard's biography of the writer) it followed a decade of IRA terrorism, miners' strikes and the Poll Tax riots, not quite on a par with the Franco-Prussian War but a fairly unsettled period. Added to which I was taken very ill in 1982 and suffered a long period of excruciating pain for 13 years which was akin to torture except I had no way of making it stop, no secrets to save me. All of which, looking back, must have coloured my choice of subject as up until then I had written mostly comedy.


I did an interview for Chiltern Radio when the book was published and the presenter chose to read a passage from the book. Rather to my surprise he did not pick a passage taken from Maupassant's own words but one where I realised that, although at the time I thought I was writing about Maupassant, I really was writing about myself.

I suppose I was asking the question if a writer has to go through terrible pain in order to create the work is it worth it? If Maupassant, who went through such terrors, had known that over a hundred years later his books would still be read and admired, would he have thought it worth the price he paid?

I'm sorry to say I think he would.

Sunday, 19 November 2017

The Fortnightly Flag#11 St Columbanus Day Empress Irene I told you so

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21 November 2017


St Columbanus' Day

Columbanus died on Sunday, 23 November 615 AD so this week is his saint's day. The monasteries celebrated the death of a founder-saint rather than his/her date of birth as this was the date they were, in the words of the Salvation Army, "promoted to glory".


Been there Seen it Done it Got the T-shirt

Gender fluidity is much in the news although I think we need to be careful to distinguish between gender fluidity in a social context which is quite common and the biological state of being transgender which is very rare.

I have written about the subject in a social and political context in a stage play, a biography of sorts of another saint's life, that of the Byzantine Empress and Emperor Irene.

She was well-named. Eirene is Greek for 'peace'. She became Empress when she married Leo IV who, possibly as a result of a brain tumour, embarked on a regime of strict iconoclasm with predictably dire consequences for freedom of thought and worship. When he died of his illness Irene took over as Regent for their young son. When she took over the reins of power she did not relinquish them until shortly before her own death twenty years later.

The play was briefly titled 'The Empty Throne' because the Pope insisted that the imperial throne was vacant because it only had a woman sitting on it. In a manner of speaking he was right because women were ineligible for the position of Emperor. Irene had at this time been successfully ruling the empire for twenty years, the first woman to rule the Roman Empire, east or west, in her own right. Sadly what she thought of the Pope's comment is not recorded.

The title was used recently by Bernard Cornwell so I have reverted to my original title 'Irene Basileus' which is how Irene styled herself and demonstrates how gender fluidity works in politics. Basileus is the masculine form of the Greek word for emperor so she called herself Emperor Irene to indicate she was no longer the consort but held executive power.

I was not only interested in Irene's official change of sex but also that of her partner, Stauracius who also broke the mould of gender restrictions. Stauracius was a palace eunuch. Eunuchs were regarded as a 'third sex' and formed the equivalent of the civil service being held to exhibit less competitive traits than the testosterone-filled (and therefore more dangerous) elements in the army.

The palace eunuchs were not slaves necessarily. Many came from aristocratic families who saw a good career in the administration for their younger sons. Stauracius came from such a background. These androgynous  young men in their fine silk robes were the models for angels in many mediaeval paintings.

Crucially for Irene, although like her Stauracius was ineligible to be Emperor (because he was regarded as being disabled - any physical disability ruled you out), he was able to act as commander-in-chief and lead the army, the one thing as a woman she couldn't do. Stauracius was her general as well as her principal adviser.

In the end he rebelled against her because she was contemplating a marriage alliance with Charlemagne which would have reunited the eastern and western Roman empires. He died on the eve of battle but, despite this last disagreement, Irene had him buried in the church where all the emperors were laid to Rest acknowledging that he had effectively been her co-emperor so it is a love story of sorts although not a conventional one.

Also in the news is a warning from the Prime Minister to the Russian Government telling them to desist from cyber attacks on UK technology.

In 1983 I published a book called The Xanadu Program under the pseudonym Richard Carroll. This was before computer technology had become ubiquitous. There were no computers in the office, no laptops or mobile phones. When the hero needs to make a phone call he has to find a call box. He is a new kind of policeman, a cyber security expert.

This was one of the first detective stories to feature computer crime although the old-fashioned baddies are pretty clueless about the new technology. The hero explains to the equally clueless police officer: "Satellite communications make on-line computing possible on a global scale...All you need is a PhD in Pure Mathematics, a course in software design and a telephone. The Russians are already at it. The best mathematicians can work out how to penetrate a computer up to Cray-1 level and they don't even have to leave Vladivostok.'

Forgive me for saying it but I told you so.


Sunday, 5 November 2017

The Fortnightly Flag #10

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7th November 2017


Arriving at Paddington Station last week (in my duffel coat like a certain famous literary bear) I was greeted with a rather unexpected fanfare. It was not for me of course. As I reached the concourse I saw we were all being treated by a concert by the band of Guardsmen you see above. They were raising funds for Remembrance Day on 11th November next.

Coincidentally, I am just completing a painting of our local war memorial, still decorated with its poppy wreaths from last year. It's quite a striking memorial for a village of only 1500 people standing on the green with a magnificent view of a green valley and the sea beyond. I hope to have the painting finished for Remembrance Day.

In Watford the 1914-18 war memorial was the Peace Memorial Hospital, which was built by subscription. Some years ago the NHS wanted to sell the site for offices but I am proud to say the citizens of Watford rebelled. They insisted that the building must be retained as it is the actual Memorial and it must be used for a medical purpose. It is now known as the Peace Hospice and has very successfully been transformed into a charity which I am very happy to support.

I have a personal interest in the building because it used to have in front of it the Peace Memorial Statues created by Mary Bromet, an internationally renowned sculptress in her day. 


The statues were created more or less in my mother's kitchen. The Bromets' house, Lime Lodge, was demolished in the 1960s to make way for a row of new houses, one of which was bought by my parents. Mary Bromet used her conservatory as a studio - it was quite a big one as you can see the statues are life sized - which stood on the site of our house.

I used to paint in my parent's conservatory, a rather more modest one, and rather hoped some of her extraordinary talent would rub off on me.

Her statues were moved from their imposing position in front of the Peace Memorial Hospital to allow for the road-widening scheme and were moved to a dark corner opposite the library. They have recently been put back up on their plinth and there is some talk of putting them in the new square that is currently under development in the town centre.

The statues are of three naked young men representing Peace, Victory and Freedom. My friend's father used to try and kid me he was the model for them although he could only just have been born when they were created. I used to give him The Look which only teenage girls can do which made him laugh. He was, however, born around the corner in Field Road so knew the Bromets and where the studio was. It was he who told me all about it.



Sunday, 22 October 2017

The Fortnightly Flag #09 Halloween Painting Autumn

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24th October 2017

It's that time of the year again when, in the northern hemisphere, the clocks go back and we are plunged into the ever-growing darkness of winter.

So a good time for a Festival of Light. Diwali, a Hindu festival that has just passed is growing in popularity in Britain, mainly I think because it chimes with our traditions being a celebration of the triumph of the forces of Light over the forces of darkness.

Which is what Halloween, our traditional festival is all about

 It derives from the Celtic Samhain which goes back who knows how many thousand years which was held either side of the autumn equinoxes. The central event is Halloween or the Eve of All Hallows.

Halloween has become highly commercialised after the American example. It used to be quite a modest affair but now it has become an important event for retailers with whole aisles dedicated to merchandise but without any corresponding display celebrating All Hallows or All Saints Day which is why I think many parents are grateful for Diwali.

In Druid belief light and goodness seem to have been believed to be the same substance, not such a daft idea because we don't know what light is but we can see its beneficial effects. The equinoxes in Northern Europe are when the most important religious celebrations take place because this is when the power of the sun waxes and wanes. Traditionally this is when there is more light/goodness coming into the world or leaving it. At the autumn equinoxes sunlight begins to decline and we have to create more light artificially with bonfires and candles or spiritually by seeking more goodness within ourselves by following the examples of the saints.

We can see this thought pattern at play in the sermons and letters of St Columbanus who was not a Roman Catholic but an Abbot in the Celtic Church so a Christian Druid.  Sometimes his ideas are not really Christian at all but they are distinctly Druid. He says, for instance, there is no such thing as evil only the absence of goodness (just as there is no such thing as darkness only the absence of Light).

His objection to the Roman Catholic decision to move the date of Easter in the late 6th century was argued from the Druid position that you could not hold a Festival of Light while darkness was still in the ascendancy so Easter had to be celebrated after the spring equinoxes and not before it. He wrote a book detailing why he believed this which he sent to Pope Gregory the Great but it has been lost.

It was for this reason that the great henges of Britain were built. They are not just agricultural calendars - there are cheaper and easier ways to create an astronomical clock - they are magnets for light and therefore goodness.

Halloween is a good opportunity to write a ghost story but I am not much good at them. The best I can offer is a young adult adventure The Ghostrider, a tale of highwaymen and bodysnatchers which is based on a true story that was told to me by my history teacher, Mrs V. Sweeney, who was a notable local historian. It was she who first got me interested in local history and history in general so I am mightily indebted to her.

PAINTING AUTUMN

This time of year is also when painters like to get out and about with sketches and watercolours to try and capture the blaze of colours that make the season such a joy to paint. You don't need any inspiration at this time of year, you just want to paint what's in front of you. This autumn has been rather disappointing. All the rain and strong winds (again last night) have brought down a lot of the leaves before they have changed colour. Fortunately last year was glorious and I spent the winter painting a Welsh Valley. By way of an experiment I did it all with a palette knife which gives the painting a lot of texture. See what you think.




Tuesday, 10 October 2017

The Fortnightly Flag #08 The Scythians New Work

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10th October 2017

THE SCYTHIANS AT THE BRITISH MUSEUM

This Autumn's exhibition at the British Museum in collaboration with The Hermitage Museum in St Petersburg, which has provided most of the items on display, is The Scythians.

The Scythians were a nomadic people who flourished between 800 and 200 B.C. Originally from Southern Siberia they controlled a vast region from northern China to the Black Sea.

They had no written language so we rely on archaeology and Greek historians for the documentary record.

The only structures they left behind were graves marked by burial mounds. Graves could not be dug when the ground was frozen so bodies were mummified to preserve them until they could be buried. They were buried with everything they needed for the afterlife giving us a good picture of their material world.

Although as nomadic herdsmen their life appears quite simple, they were exceptionally fine goldsmiths and their grave goods include some of the finest gold jewellery I have ever seen. Belt buckles and studs are decorated with hunting scenes and writhing animals with an exuberant energy that charges across the millennia. They are exquisitely worked and well worth a visit.

The first discoveries in the 1770s were commandeered by Peter the Great who insisted all the artefacts were sent to St Petersburg where they formed the beginning of the Great collection that is now The Hermitage Museum. Peter insisted that drawings were made of all the finds, the start of an archaeological tradition, and many of the articles on display are accompanied by their drawings.

In the light of recent discoveries in Greek DNA, it is interesting to see items as far back as 700 B.C. indicating contact with early Greek colonies in Anatolia around the Black Sea. These trading links show that there was early contact between the Greeks and the people of the steppes as borne out by their share of Mycenaean and Minoan DNA.

WHERE DO I GET MY IDEAS FROM?

This is the first question everyone asks and for once I can answer it with my most recent work.


Regular readers will know I went earlier in the year to the Hokusai exhibition where I was very taken with a scroll depicting chrysanthemums painted in Rinpa style on a background of gold leaf. Gold leaf is a bit expensive and doesn't stick very well to canvas so I have given the traditional idea of naturalistic botanical studies -I also went to the Shirley Sherwood Gallery of Botanical Art in Kew Gardens you might remember - on a gold background by using modern iridescent paint and giving it an up-to-date twist with an abstract background. The hydrangea and ramble are out of my garden. It works a treat. With a light on it the picture really gleam. Not quite as sumptuous as gold leaf but a good substitute.