I had wanted to see Hunstanton School, a building of such importance in the modernist canon, won in competition by Alison and Peter Smithson in 1950, when Alison was only twenty, and completed in 1954, a post-war dream of the future.

I had been warned that it might be under scaffolding which it will be from September when it becomes a building site and it sounds as if it will have to be totally reconstructed, as well as properly insulated, which it never was.  And, of course, one isn’t allowed to visit.  So, all one gets is a distant view across the playing fields of a low-lying Miesian box:-

This is a day late for father’s day.

I wondered if there was a picture of my father in the small leather poche of family photographs which I inherited from my older brother, Richard, and which he must have retrieved, probably from my father’s desk, after my father’s death in 1994.

There is indeed a picture of him at Winchester, taken in October 1927:-

I don’t normally pay much attention to Father’s Day.

Then, I remembered that our friend, Mariana Cook, a wonderful photographer of the psychology of human relationships, took a photograph of the three of us for what I assume was to be a companion volume of her book Mothers and Sons, published in 1996.

She has very generously allowed me to reproduce it (©Cook):-

It was the greatest possible pleasure to discuss all aspects of Vanbrugh’s life last night with Jeremy Musson, who has worked on Vanbrugh for much longer than I have, having published The Country Houses of Vanbrugh in 2008. 

It hadn’t previously struck me, as Jeremy suggested, that the interest in Vanbrugh in the 1920s, with the publication of the big Country Life book, The Work of Sir John Vanbrugh and his School in 1928, still worth reading, may have been sparked as much by Vanbrugh’s bicentenary in 1926 as the taste in the 1920s for grand classicism.

I hope we covered most topics: Vanbrugh’s amazing networking skills; getting jobs through his family connections, first in the wine trade, in India, in the army and then working for the Earl of Abingdon, before going out to The Hague to support William of Orange with Robert Bertie, heir to Grimsthorpe, and living with Bertie’s younger brother, Peregrine, in Whitehall, after Vanbrugh’s release from the Bastille. 

Jeremy read from several of Vanbrugh’s letters which give such a strong sense of his personality – quick-witted, clever, funny, full of gossip, but, also, when required, very business-like and good with people, the qualities of his personality, maybe inherited from his father, which have been less recognised.

Grimsthorpe looked amazing in the evening light.  Robert Bertie decided to rebuild the entrance front after being made a Duke.  As the inscription under his coat-of-arms says LOYALTY ME OBLIGE:-

We left it nearly too late to see the Michaelina Wautier exhibition in the Sackler Gallery at the Royal Academy.  It is an extraordinary and revelatory exhibition of the work of an artist who, until recently, has been almost completely overlooked in spite of having an immense work in the Kunsthistorisches Museum in Vienna and having signed much of her work Invenit et fecit – sometimes extremely prominently.

If you haven’t seen it, I would urge you to in the four days that are left before the exhibition closes.

I have always liked Ghent – not as large as Brussels, nor as touristy as Bruges, although it is apparently much more on the tourist map than it used to be.

The city is renovating its Design Museum.  There’s an embargo until it re-opens on October 3rd., but it’s something to look forward to.

Meanwhile, I was able to see something of the City en route from, and back to, the railway station:-

I am posting in memory of the late David Hockney the photograph I took of him just after he had been presented with the RA’s medal in February 2018 in his studio in California, a mere 33 years after he was elected an ARA on 20 May 1985.

He looks so young:-

John Vanbrugh: The Drama of Architecture is moving towards the end of its run at the Soane Museum.  Closes 28th. June.

As much as I will miss the exhibition, I will also miss the opportunity to explore the nether regions of the Soane:-

A very beautiful exhibition of hands at Tristan Hoare’s Gallery – a big, sunlit room on the first floor of 6, Fitzroy Square:-

There are several pieces by Romilly which have been taking shape over recent months:-

Gertrude Jekyll was trained as an artist – presumably a fine artist – at the National School of Art in South Kensington – what became the Royal College of Art.  She could obviously turn her hand to anything, including tiles:-

Ornament set into the door into her workroom:-

And a floor in a shed in the garden:-

The upstairs long gallery is lined with cupboards which were full of her collection of textiles, many of which she gave to the V&A including a moth-eaten, Italian peasant cap.