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Making new friends at the Guildhall Art Gallery (plus plants and cacti update).

A few weeks ago I wrote about visiting the wonderful Guildhall Art Gallery to see some old friends such as La Ghirlandata and The Wounded Cavalier. Last Sunday I visited again in order to make some new friends!

I’ll start with a very large, imposing painting, Sir Hugh Wyndham (1602-1684), Judge of the Common Pleas, painted in 1670 by John Michael Wright (about 1617-1694) …

Sir Hugh lived in dangerous and turbulent times. Appointed a judge by Oliver Cromwell, and reappointed by Cromwell’s son Richard, he was, not surprisingly, deprived of his office on the Restoration. He was then called to account for having sat in judgment on the men of John Penruddock and was imprisoned in the Tower while his conduct was investigated. He declared that he had done so “only by the soliciting and earnest importunity of divers of His Majesty’s party” and to save the accused if he could. His reasons were accepted and he was pardoned By Charles II.

He was part of a special commission of royal Judges – the Fire Court– appointed to deal with compensation claims after the Great Fire of 1666. The Judges worked gratis, three to four days a week. Had it not been for the operation of the Fire Court legal wrangles might have dragged on for months, which would have delayed the rebuilding which was so necessary for London to recover. In recognition of their services John Michael Wright was commissioned to paint portraits of all 22 judges who had sat in the Fire Court and this is the portrait you see today in the Gallery.

Now for something completely different, Boyle Family, A London Study about 1968, purchased at Christie’s sale 25 May 1995 …

Boyle Family is best known for the earth studies: three dimensional casts of the surface of the earth which record and document random sites with great accuracy. These works combine real material from the site (stones, dust, twigs etc) with paint and resins, preserving the form of the ground to make unique one-off pieces that suggest and offer new interpretations of the environment, combining a powerful conceptual framework with a strong and haunting physical and visual presence. You can read more on the website here.

Good form and Nice style (2003) by Joanna Price (1956-2014). I really liked this, City chaps in slightly odd poses …

And, also by Price, Untitled (circa 1999) …

Unfortunately, I have been able to find out very little about this artist, who died in 2014. This is the short biography from Instagram : ‘Joanna Price, an award-winning painter, is best known for her figurative works, studies of life and society which reference paintings and themes from the past but always with a refreshing and subversive narrative. A recurring motif in her works are blue, male figures in suits. Born in Ireland, Price lived and worked in Paris and New York before settling in London. In 1991 she won the Grand Prix at Cagnes-sur-Mer, France, International Festival of Painting, and was invited to be British representative there in 1993’.

This is Tower Bridge (1969) by Uzo Egonu (1931-1996)

From the Art UK website: ‘This artwork employs a bold composition, merging representation and abstraction, and a cyclical and bird’s eye view – devices Egonu introduced to his work in 1966 and are characteristic of Igbo art traditions. The cyclical composition creates a vortex of movement in the architecture that captures the exuberant and frenetic spirit of 1960s London’.

Uzo Egonu was born in Onitsha, Nigeria in 1931 and immigrated to England in 1945, aged 13, to study art in London at Camberwell School of Arts and Crafts and at St Martin’s School of Art. Despite only returning to Nigeria once in the 1970s, his painting and printmaking, which blurred the distinction between abstraction and figuration, continued to recall his strong West African and Igbo heritage and experiences of diaspora and isolation, influenced by his experiences of European travel and modernist art movements.

The Thames (1982) by Lucy Jones (b.1955) …

Lucy Jones is an extraordinary woman. I can’t really begin to do her justice in this short blog, so can I strongly recommend this article drawn from the Financial Times.

Here she is …

An image taken from an article published by the Flowers Gallery.

This is The Politician (1871) by Jonathan Pratt (1835-1911) …

I was intrigued by this since he looks more like a craftsman than a politician, so maybe the artist is showing that ‘ordinary’ folk can be clever enough to follow politics and what is happening in the outside world.

I did a bit of research an came across the Pratt Family History blog, here is an extract:

Joseph Pratt, my 2x great grandfather was the eldest son and he too was a shoemaker. Joshua’s youngest son, with Rebekah, was Jonathan who decided to become an artist and eventually was a recognised Victorian painter of repute with works being accepted by the Royal Academy. One of his paintings, “The Politician”, was of his father at work reading a newspaper. Shoe makers were literate before most craftsmen and were noted for their strong interest in politics.

As shoemakers effectively ran their own business, they had to keep business records and conform to measurements to ensure shoes fitted correctly so were, indeed, more literate and numerate. Looking again at the painting you can see a shoemaking tool resting in the subject’s lap. You can find the Pratt Family History blog here.

The Music Lesson (1877) by Frederic Leighton (1830-1896) …

Leighton was born in Scarborough, Yorkshire. He became the leader of the Victorian Neo-Classical movement and his paintings of Hellenic subjects are his most loved. In 1885 his first picture for the Royal Academy was bought personally by Queen Victoria and thus his long and illustrious career was launched.

An entranced reviewer wrote: The masterly entanglement of the two lovely forms—typical and ideal—as they sit side by side on the black-and-white marble bench, is marked with intense sincerity. Nothing can exceed the delicate articulation of the hands of the two figures—mother and child, or sister. Their feet are chastely disposed and chiselled with the gentlest touch. The pose is easy and graceful. The loving way in which the elder figure places the child’s hands upon the guitar as with the other hand she tunes the instrument is natural and convincing. The whole composition breathes an atmosphere of pure refinement and is the very embodiment of rhythm.

You can read more here.

Pomegranates (1886) by Albert Joseph Moore (1841-1893) …

‘Pomegranates’ is one of the first paintings in which Albert Moore (1841–1893) showed a commitment to what has been loosely termed ‘Aestheticism’. ‘His interests were shared by painters such as James McNeill Whistler and Frederic Leighton, and writers like Oscar Wilde. The notion that beauty is more important than storytelling in art was central to Aestheticism, this idea was new and radical in 1865. Here Moore has combined anachronistic, eclectic elements into the composition – from Japanese artefacts to drapery reminiscent of ancient Greece – to discourage narrative readings of the scene. He chose the colours and composition, and probably even the frame, purely for their aesthetic function.

Moore is often considered a mysterious artist because he devoted little time to explaining his art. He was unlike his contemporaries, who often gave interviews and wrote about their techniques and artistic aims’.

You can read more here, including a detailed technical examination as to how ‘Pomegranates’ was painted.

Mont St Michel (1868) by James Webb (1835-1895) …

James Webb was a prominent British marine and landscape painter recognised for his robust, naturalistic coastal, port, and river views. He was much influenced by J.M.W. Turner and John Constable. Born and raised in Chelsea, London, into an artistic family, he exhibited extensively at the Royal Academy and the British Institution between 1850 and 1888.

Finally, I couldn’t resist a few London images!

Blackfriar’s Bridge and St Paul’s, London about 1782 by William Marlow (1740-1813)

… and The Thames by Moonlight (1884) by

John Atkinson Grimshaw (1836-1893)

You can see from my small selection what a fantastic variety of work is on display at the Gallery. And much of it is rotated, so you won’t necessarily see the same art every time you visit. There are free tours from qualified City guides and, as an added bonus, you can visit the the Roman amphitheatre 20 feet below the City streets …

Entrance is free! You can read more here.

In other news …

Almost every day I walk past the plant beds on Silk Street and admire the wonderful work the City gardeners do to cheer up our everyday experiences. Here’s a look at how the beds have developed since planting, which took place on a cold 16 October last year …

As the weeks and months go by, 28th December …

17th January …

29th January …

25th February …

19th March …

6th April …

9th June ..

5th July …

This week …

How lucky we are! Thank you City gardeners.

It has been said that it is impossible to look at a duck and not smile, and I am inclined to agree …

To which I would add, I find it impossible to look at the Barbican cacti without smiling, and they obviously love it here …

Back in March 2025 I took this image on the corner of Moor Lane and Fore Street (just next to the Andrewes House car park entrance) and was intrigued. ‘Plant rescue’ – what a wonderful mission …

And look at it today …

Shame about the misbehaviour!

We need plant CCTV!

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Behind the scenes at London Glassblowing.

We were delighted to get a special invitation to visit the London Glassblowing studio to celebrate Peter Layton’s 50 years of creating wonderful works of art. Artist, pioneer, mentor, Peter is one of the founding fathers of British studio glass. He discovered the art form while teaching ceramics in the US in the mid- 1960s, and has played a major part in elevating glass from an industrial medium to a highly collectable art form. Most importantly, he gave it a home in the UK. We first visited his workshop over 30 years ago and have been keen collectors ever since.

I would just like you to pause for a moment and see what comes into your mind when you think about blown glass.

Maybe it was something like this …

But I bet it was nothing like this …

Not quite to my taste, but I am sure someone will love him.

Before we had the pleasure of visiting the store room upstairs where he resides, there was a chance to look around the the ground floor. Importantly, this is a place where things are made. While the front of the space is taken up by the gallery, at the rear is the hot shop which contains 12 resident artists. The artists create Layton’s designs during the day but are free to use the equipment to work on their own pieces in their spare time.

Here’s a picture I took two years ago …

Back to my visit last Saturday …

As usual, there was something there to suit every taste.

Pieces with a touch of humour …

Wonderful colour and shape, these are entitled Lunar Landscape …

And the totally unexpected …

But the real treat was being allowed upstairs to visit the storeroom and office.

Nothing quite prepared us for this …

All awaiting online sale, removal to the gallery or just contentedly resting there!

I’d be very happy if this was my office …

I honed in a few specific pieces …

All in all, a really lovely visit.

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Visiting old friends

I had a bit of a problem accessing my blog account yesterday so I needed a last minute fix. What I’ve chosen to do is revisit some of the paintings at the wonderful Guildhall Art Gallery, so here goes.

First up is the star of the show. Described by the Pre-Raphaelite artist and poet Dante Gabriel Rossetti as “my very best picture”, ‘La Ghirlandata’ was acquired by the City of London Corporation in 1927 for its permanent art collection and is displayed in the gallery’s main Victorian exhibition space …

The 1873 oil on canvas depicts ‘the garlanded woman’ playing an arpanetta and looking directly at the viewer. The artist’s muse for the central figure was the actor and model, Alexa Wilding, with two ‘angels’ in the top corners posed by William and Jane Morris’ youngest daughter, May Morris.

My First Sermon by Sir John Everett Millais Bt PRA (1829-96), exhibited at the Royal Academy in 1863 …

The child is the centre of attention in her red cape, with black trim, and soft furry muff, a bright splash of colour in the dim church, her short legs in their red stockings nicely supported, concentrating as hard and seriously as she can on the sermon. You can guess that it’s probably way over her head.

My Second Sermon

After the success of My First Sermon Millais painted a companion piece the following year, showing the same little girl – his daughter Effie – in church after the novelty of going has worn off. In his speech at the next Royal Academy Banquet, the Archbishop of Canterbury claimed the picture was a warning against ‘the evil of lengthy sermons and drowsy discourses’. Millais (and his largely middle class audience) were well aware of the gap between ideals and reality, and this witty follow-up to First Sermon reveals a taste for amusing, affectionate imagery that was relatable to many Victorian parents.

The Wounded Cavalier by William Shakespeare Burton (1824-1916) …

There is so much symbolism and mystery about this picture that writing about it would take the entire blog. What is the relationship between the young woman and the austere puritan chap standing in the background? Maybe her brother, she’s not wearing a wedding ring, and surely wouldn’t be wandering the forest unchaperoned? He’s carrying a bible – is there any significance in the visible bookmark? The young cavalier doesn’t look in good shape, is he dying – maybe she’s helping him staunch a wound by his neck? And what’s the significance of the broken sword and the scattered playing cards? Or the butterfly resting on the sword blade? For various theories you can read more here and here.

The Execution of Lady Jane Grey c.1834 by Paul Delaroche (1797-1856) …

Poor Lady Jane, ‘the nine days queen’, fumbles for the block on which she will lose her head (having, incidentally, been tried for high treason at the Guildhall next door to the gallery). To the left are her despairing ladies-in-waiting, one slumped to the ground with Jane’s outer clothing gathered in her lap, the other facing the wall unable to watch. The painting has always been enormously popular ever since it was exhibited at the Paris Salon in 1834. The large original is owned by the National Gallery and this one is a reduced-scale study by the artist.

The Last Evening by James Tissot, (1836-1902), 1873, another painting with an ambiguous meaning …

One interpretation is that the scene shows the final moments of an on-board romance between a first class passenger and a crew member under the disapproving eyes of his captain and her father. More frequently suggested, however, is that the work depicts the night before a young man sets sail on a voyage leaving his sweetheart behind. She looks pretty bored to me! Read more here.

Some examples of City pomp and ceremony.

First, The Ceremony of Administering the Mayoralty Oath to Nathaniel Newnham, 8 November 1782. Nathaniel Newnham (before a sugar-baker and a founder of the private bank of Newnham) became Lord Mayor in 1782 and is seen here in his black and gold state robe being admitted in Guildhall on November 8 in the Silent Ceremony …

He faces William Bishop, the Common Cryer, who holds the book from which he reads his Oath with William Rix, the Town Clerk; behind stands Heron Powney, the Sword Bearer with the upraised Sword of State and beside him is William Montague, the Clerk of the Chamber of London …

The two small boys at the bottom right are nephews of the Lord Mayor …

Next, the Lord Mayor’s Show.

There are two paintings of this event near the main gallery entrance. This is 12:18 and 10 seconds (2010) by Carl Laubin

The other is one of my favourites, William Logsdail’s painting entitled The Ninth of November 1888

Although it’s the Lord Mayor’s procession in this picture he is nowhere to be seen and the artist has concentrated on the liveried beadles (who he actually painted in his studio)…

… and the people in the crowd …

There is a minstrel in blackface with his banjo and next to him a little boy is nicking an orange from the old lady’s basket. Naughty boy! On the right of the picture the man in the brown hat, next to the soldier with the very pale face, is Logsdail’s friend the painter Sir James Whitehead.

Also in the crowd, someone is reaching out to squash a man’s top hat that was presumably restricting their view …

It’s a sobering thought that, not far away in the East End that afternoon, police were discovering the body of Mary Kelly, believed to be the last of Jack the Ripper’s victims.

Next up is this picture entitled Garden of Eden by Hugh Goldwin Riviere (1860-1956). Painted in 1901, it depicts a young man and girl walking in a misty, wet park with a horse-drawn cab rank in the background. I like it because to me it’s another one of those pictures that immediately gets you making up a back story to the characters. Maybe this is an assignation – a secret lovers meeting, he clasping her hand and she gazing lovingly into his face. Then it struck me: Garden of Eden! A place of dangerous temptation and banishment! …

Or maybe she is simply a smartly dressed maidservant on her day off, out walking with her beau.

At the far end of the gallery, in a space specially designed for it, you will find at the action-packed painting by John Singleton Copley: Defeat of the Floating Batteries at Gibraltar 1782

A Spanish attack on Gibraltar was foiled when the Spanish battering ships, also known as floating batteries, were attacked by the British using shot heated up to red hot temperatures (sailors nicknamed them ‘hot potatoes’). Fire spread among the Spanish vessels and, as the battle turned in Britain’s favour, an officer called Roger Curtis set out with gunboats on a brave rescue mission which saved almost 350 people.

Look at the painstaking detail in the faces of the officers and Governor General Augustus Eliot, who is portrayed riding to the edge of the battlements to direct the rescue …

The officers were dispersed after the Gibraltar action and poor Copley had to travel all over Europe to track them down and paint them – a task that took him seven years at considerable expense. He recouped some of his cash in 1791 by exhibiting the picture in a tent in Green Park and charging people a shilling to see it.

If you visit the Gallery don’t forget to go downstairs to see the remains of the Roman Amphitheatre …

You can get a sense of the scale of the building even before you enter the Gallery. An 80 metre wide curve of dark stone in Guildhall Yard marks out the area it covered …

In the Gallery there is also an artist’s impression of what the amphitheatre may have looked like …

I’m ending with a few observations. When the Cheapside pavements were widened, I can’t imagine that this was what was intended …

And for provocatively blocking pavements, Forest bike users seem to be the worst …

Or it’s a combined effort …

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