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A most powerful instrument: C.W. Hodges and theatre

27 Tuesday Oct 2015

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Cyril Walter Hodges, Elizabethan theatre, Folger library

The theatre as an institution is the pre-eminent arrangement whereby human beings work out the models of their own conduct, their morality and aspiration, their ideas of good and evil, and in general those fantasies about themselves and their fellows which, if persisted in, tend to eventually become facts in real life.

CWHodgesI find the notion of mankind rehearsing and shaping itself through theatre quite fascinating – but then I would, wouldn’t I?

The idea belongs to Cyril Walter Hodges – who was an award-winning illustrator of children’s books, a scenery and costume designer, a historical novelist, and a Shakespearean scholar. Quite the eclectic character – but there was a method to his eclectism, because most of his work revolved around theatre and history.

I love his drawings – the swift, elegant lines, the finely-judged balance of detail and stylization, the transparent, luminous colours, the almost doodle-like quality of his sketches… My favourite part of his work is that devoted to theatre, Elizabethan theatre particularly. It was sold to the Folger Library back in the Eighties, and the FL digitized the lot and made it available for perusing here and here.CWHImaginary_view_of_an_Elizabethan_stage

It is one of those e-places where one can spend many happy hours – I know I have done again and again. I go searching for something specific, and every time end up browsing blissfully away…

it is something of an irony that a man who centred his life around a passion for Elizabethan theatre,  should have such bad memories of Dulwich College (founded by the great Elizabethan actor Edward Alleyn) that he described his time there as “wretched”… But unfortunate schooling clearly did not quench young Hodges’ interest in the period, and he went on to be the man whose speculative drawings and scholarship were fundamental in the reconstruction of Elizabethan theatres.

I like to think that, if theatre shapes mankind’s self-awareness, Cyril Walter Hodges certainly helped shape our understanding of Elizabethan theatre.

History Will Be Kind

10 Saturday Oct 2015

Posted by la Clarina in History, Scribbling, Stories

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Anthology, Copperfield Press, Gentleman in Velvet, Historical fiction, Short story

Just to show you the gorgeous cover of History Will Be Kind, the first anthology by Copperfield Press.

history-kind-sml-2BWIsn’t it lovely? This is a black-and-white version to suit Scribblings, but click on the image to see the even more beautiful sepia-tinted original…

History Will Be Kind will be released on 17 November – and my story Gentleman in Velvet will be in it.

The Parson and Napoleon

29 Tuesday Sep 2015

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1797, campagne d'Italie, Napoleon, siege of mantova

Some years ago I had the chance to peruse some late XVIIIth century registers from a local parish. I was looking for first-hand information about the passage of Napoleon’s troops in my corner of the world between 1796 and 1797, and while most parsons ran away when the French arrived, I eventually found trace of one who didn’t. Napoleonici

Don Francesco Doni not only remained in his parish, but also added “current affairs” annotations in his parish books, between recordings of births, marriages and deaths… Continue reading →

Virtual Rose

26 Saturday Sep 2015

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3d reconstruction, Admiral's Men, christopher marlowe, Doctor Faustus, Ortelia, Rose playhouse

virtual RoseWho knew? Ortelia.com, specialising in “interactive environments”, among other things made a virtual model of the Rose Playhouse in Bankside – Philip Henslowe’s theatre, where the Admiral’s Men led by Ned Alleyn played for little less than a decade – with or without the addition of Lord Strange’s Men – until they moved to the newly-built Fortune.  Continue reading →

Black and White Elizabethans

12 Saturday Sep 2015

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1950, educational film, Elizabethan era, Globe theatre, Huntley Archives, the Faerie Queene

GlobeWhile looking for something else entirely, I stumbled across this little 1950 British film. It’s clearly an educational thing, devised to give the viewer a taste of the Elizabethan era, and especially of the theatre.

Look at the model reconstruction of the Globe, to see how they imagined the old playhouse long before Sam Wanamaker crossed the Pond with his visions, and even longer before the remains of the Rose were excavated, and all they had to go about were drawings and speculation. Continue reading →

King Lear for optimists

30 Thursday Jul 2015

Posted by la Clarina in History, Stories, Theatre

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Charles Macready, David Garrick, Edmund Kean, Happy ending, King Lear, Nahum Tate, Restoration, William Shakespeare

TatePlayImagine you are in England in 1660. Imagine theatres opening again after eighteen years of civil war and general bleakness. Imagine to crave only fun, and music, and gaiety…

And now imagine to find yourself with Shakespeare’s works. And yes, yes – Elizabethan golden age and all that, but it’s been sixty, seventy years, and taste changes. Shakespeare, who was going out of fashion during the last years of his life, by now is mostly the relic of another, cruder era. And mind: the stories are great – if a tad glum – and the poetry has its beauties: if only it weren’t all so desperately old-fashioned, if only it were a little cheerier…But this can be remedied, can’t it? How hard can it be to rewrite the rusty old things? Continue reading →

Singing Smugglers

18 Saturday Jul 2015

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Daphne Du Maurier, Georgette Heyer, Peter Bellamy, Rosemary Sutcliff, Rudyard Kipling, Russell Thorndyke, Smuggling

Smugglers at RyeCome to think of it, there’s a good deal of fiction set in XVIIIth and Early XIXth Century England that deals with smuggling… Daphne Du Maurier‘s Jamaica Inn, Georgette Heyer‘s The Unknown Ajax and The Talisman Ring, Rosemary Sutcliff‘s Flame Coloured Taffeta, and Russell Thorndyke’s Doctor Syn novels come to mind – but there are many more stories of the Free Traders, or Gentlemen, as they were commonly called, sneaking into England such goods as French liquor, silk and lace under the noses of the excisemen… Continue reading →

A tale of Turks, and chess, and hussars

14 Tuesday Jul 2015

Posted by la Clarina in Books, History, Stories

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Catherine the Great, chess, Conrad Veidt, Henri Mazuel-Dupuy, the Turk, Wolfgang von Kempelen

Turk2Each year I make a point of reading at least a book in French and one in Spanish, so I don’t lose touch with either language. This year my French choice* fell on a 1926 novel by Henri Mazuel-Dupuy, Le Joueur D’Échecs – that is to say, The Chess Player.

I had never heard of Mazuel-Dupuy until I read this review on Movies, Silently. The story of hussars and automata seemed quite intriguing in its absurdity, and I have a thing for Polish history… But alas, because of region coding, there is no way I can watch the movie, so I contented myself by doing a very small amount of research. Continue reading →

Ink and Paper Waterloo

11 Saturday Jul 2015

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Battle of Waterloo, historical novels, Napoleonic era

wellington-waterlooTwo-hundred years… er, well: two-hundred years and three weeks ago. So it escaped my mind – but that’s not to say it wasn’t one of those battle that marked the end, and/or the beginning, of an era.

One of those battles that have a Before and an After… Continue reading →

The Egyptian Loaf

23 Tuesday Jun 2015

Posted by la Clarina in History

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bread, Egyptian Museum, Fayum mummy portraits, History, Museo Egizio, Turin

FayumBWWhile reading this great post about the Egyptian Museum in Turin, I was assaulted by memories of my own about the place.

I was there only once, many years ago. Nearly thirty years ago, actually – which makes me feel considerably old. As a young girl I once spent a week in Turin with my parents. My father was there for Army reasons, and my mother and I tagged along, and were foisted upon a young officer*, who showed us around. Under his guidance we also visited the Egyptian Museum. The place was quite impressive – more than a little cave-like, with its cavernous rooms and scant lighting… I remember especially the great hall with its procession of statues emerging from the gloom, a glass case containing a pair of mummified hands the colour of parchment, and the haunting eyes of the Fayum mummy portraits. I was an easily spooked child, and I remember lying awake the night after the visit, thinking of those hands and eyes… PaneEgizioBW

And yet, the most lasting impression was made by something else. Something as small and ordinary as a loaf of bread. It had been put in a tomb, and resisted through several thousand years, and there it sat, in a glass case – one of several round, flat loaves, the sort you might find in any bakery to this day, still bearing the imprint of the hands that kneaded it…

I think I have already said that my love of history grew through a series of smaller and bigger epiphanies. Well, the Egyptian Loaf was one of them. I could imagine so well this long-dead baker kneading the dough, shaping it, baking it in the oven – just the way we do it, or as little differently as it makes no odd – and… Shall it sound dreadfully fanciful, if I say “and handing it to us, as if through a window across the millennia”? Because this is what it felt like, back then, in the cool, shady rooms of the Egyptian Museum in Turin. An overwhelming sense of things unchanged – or very little. A sudden sense of kinship with a dizzyingly distant past that, three decades later, still manages to give me a shiver.

 

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* I call him a young officer now, but back then he seemed quite old to me. He must have been in his thirties… Did I mention I’m feeling old at the moment?

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