Over the last week, I have been hugely admiring the Gentle Author’s posts of photographs taken by John Claridge, recently deceased, of the east end where he was brought up.
This morning, he has posted his photographs of the Whitechapel Bell Foundry which convey its grainy aura and the melancholy of what has been lost and allowed to decay:
So, the question is: how far was Lord Burlington interested in issues of harmonic composition ?
I think the answer is likely to be, quite a lot.
His mother, Lady Juliana, was a supporter of opera, is likely to have attended the performance of Scarlatti’s Pyrrho & Demetrio at the Haymarket Theatre and is assumed to have been responsible for the commission to Pellegrini and Marco Ricci to do paintings for the walls of Burlington House (Burlington himself was only 15 in 1709). In 1712, Handel was given lodgings in Burlington House, so Burlington would have known him when he was at an impressionable age. On 17 May 1714, Burlington left London on the Grand Tour and, on his first Grand Tour, he was at least as interested in music as architecture – renting harpsichords for musical performances in Rome, Florence, Venice, and Paris, and attending the opera in Florence and Rome. He came back with three musicians, Filippo Amadei and the brothers Pietro and Prospero Castrucci, as part of his entourage. He also brought back 878 trunks and crates containing works of art.
So, when he later developed an interest in architecture, it is more than likely that he would have been interested in the relationship between music and architecture
I walked from Hammersmith to Chiswick – a good walk, past Kelmscott House and Hammersmith Mall and then through the churchyard of St. Nicholas and Hogarth’s tomb:-
The façade of Chiswick is always impressive:-
I was there to discuss Lord Burlington’s interest in harmonic composition….
We had supper in the Portrait Restaurant after going to the National Gallery’s wonderful Zurburán exhibition. I had no idea that the Portrait Restaurant is now open in the evenings, which must be one of London’s best kept secrets.
It’s as beautiful as ever – such an amazing view down Whitehall and, at least from where I was sitting, almost no tower blocks.
Following my aunt’s funeral, I have been sent some family photographs, always helpful in getting a sense of my mother’s family, how she was brought up – still fairly Edwardian; who they were; the family’s relationships.
My mother is on the left, her older sister, Mary, on the right:-
Here they are with my grandmother and their younger brother, John:-
Here is my uncle John as a youth. He was head boy:-
This is of my grandfather with his second wife, Ethel Moore, who was a Boston philanthropist. I have never seen a photograph of her before. She died shortly after their wedding:-
The next one is intriguing. Following my grandmother’s death in Anglesey (I have never managed to locate her grave), my aunt Mary looked after my grandfather. Here they are on the way to church:-
And here’s the next generation, including me, at an occasion which, not surprisingly, I don’t remember:-
Yesterday afternoon, we went to the Kulttuurisauna in Merihaka for Otto’s talk on ‘Holidays in Scandinavia: Post-War British Architects and Nordic Exchange’.
It was a charming, small, slightly rustic pavilion which holds a series of architectural talks:-
Thanks to Markus Lähteenmãki, we were able to visit the National Pensions Institute, one of Aalto’s several major post-war projects for the Welfare State.
The front façade is a touch dour:-
Less dour at the back:-
Inside, characteristically good quality detailing, including the lights:-
It was a working bureaucracy:-
With a fine library:-
Then, we went to a beautiful 1970s library, designed by Aarne Ervi, who had worked for Aalto:-
And had lunch in the restaurant in the Lasipalatsi, a perfectly preserved 1930s interior, recently renovated. Very good reindeer:-
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