Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Pygmalion the Myth with Artwork
Pygmalion and Galatea 1824
Oil on Canvas, 35 x 27 in.
The Bridgemen Art Library London
Sir Edward Coley Burne-Jones, Bt ARA (1833-1898) 1875-78
Oil on canvas 39 x 30 inches Original frame
Birmingham Museums and Gallery
A Sèvres biscuit group of Pygmalion and Galatea on oval stand
Modelled by Etienne-Maurice Falconet
Height: 36.100 cm
Bequeathed by Sir Bernard Eckstein, Bt.
M&ME 1948,12-3,38
Room 46: Europe 1400-1800
A. Dawson, A catalogue of French porcelai, revised paperback edition
(London, The British Museum Press, 2000)
Pygmalion and Galeta
Oil on Canvas, 35 x 27 in.
The Metropolitan Museum of Art New York
Ovid's Metamorphoses
Book X: 243-297 (~1850)
This is a later English translation of the Pygmalion source text.
Orpheus sings: Pygmalion and the statue
Pygmalion had seen them, spending their lives in wickedness, and, offended by the failings that nature gave the female heart, he lived as a bachelor, without a wife or partner for his bed. But, with wonderful skill, he carved a figure, brilliantly, out of snow-white ivory, no mortal woman, and fell in love with his own creation. The features are those of a real girl, who, you might think, lived, and wished to move, if modesty did not forbid it. Indeed, art hides his art. He marvels: and passion, for this bodily image, consumes his heart. Often, he runs his hands over the work, tempted as to whether it is flesh or ivory, not admitting it to be ivory. he kisses it and thinks his kisses are returned; and speaks to it; and holds it, and imagines that his fingers press into the limbs, and is afraid lest bruises appear from the pressure. Now he addresses it with compliments, now brings it gifts that please girls, shells and polished pebbles, little birds, and many-coloured flowers, lilies and tinted beads, and the Heliades’s amber tears, that drip from the trees. He dresses the body, also, in clothing; places rings on the fingers; places a long necklace round its neck; pearls hang from the ears, and cinctures round the breasts. All are fitting: but it appears no less lovely, naked. He arranges the statue on a bed on which cloths dyed with Tyrian murex are spread, and calls it his bedfellow, and rests its neck against soft down, as if it could feel.
The day of Venus’s festival came, celebrated throughout Cyprus, and heifers, their curved horns gilded, fell, to the blow on their snowy neck. The incense was smoking, when Pygmalion, having made his offering, stood by the altar, and said, shyly: “If you can grant all things, you gods, I wish as a bride to have...” and not daring to say “the girl of ivory” he said “one like my ivory girl.” Golden Venus, for she herself was present at the festival, knew what the prayer meant, and as a sign of the gods’ fondness for him, the flame flared three times, and shook its crown in the air. When he returned, he sought out the image of his girl, and leaning over the couch, kissed her. She felt warm: he pressed his lips to her again, and also touched her breast with his hand. The ivory yielded to his touch, and lost its hardness, altering under his fingers, as the bees’ wax of Hymettus softens in the sun, and is moulded, under the thumb, into many forms, made usable by use. The lover is stupefied, and joyful, but uncertain, and afraid he is wrong, reaffirms the fulfilment of his wishes, with his hand, again, and again.
It was flesh! The pulse throbbed under his thumb. Then the hero, of Paphos, was indeed overfull of words with which to thank Venus, and still pressed his mouth against a mouth that was not merely a likeness. The girl felt the kisses he gave, blushed, and, raising her bashful eyes to the light, saw both her lover and the sky. The goddess attended the marriage that she had brought about, and when the moon’s horns had nine times met at the full, the woman bore a son, Paphos, from whom the island takes its name.
What did Edwardian era Londoners eat?
Expensive chefs would expect the other servants to be at their beck and call and they had a reputation for being temperamental. The servants themselves ate much plainer food. Their main meal of the day was at midday, rather than in the evening like the family.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Where's Alfred Doolittle's new money coming from?
The cheese trust actually means predigested cheese! It was a very common food in Europe. You add enzymes to the food to partially "predigest" it before it gets to the human body to enhance the flavor and the value of it.
predigested - artificially partially digested as by enzymatic action
"The principle of predigesting foods with natural substances to enhance its nutritional value (conserving the life enzyme bank account in our jargon) is not the sole cultural heritage of people of the Far East. Yogurt was the prime predigested food of ancient India. Cheeses were the pre-digested foods of early Europeans. They prepared their cheese to enhance its nutritional value and for specific taste goals by treating it with specific bacterial enzymes."
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
What would they listen to?
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Welcome
DATE: 1934
Synopsis: It tells the story of Henry Higgins, a professor of phonetics who makes a bet with his friend Colonel Pickering that he can successfully pass off a Cockney flower girl, Eliza Doolittle, as a refined society lady by teaching her how to speak with an upper class accent and training her in etiquette. In the process, Higgins and Eliza grow close, but she ultimately rejects his domineering ways and declares she will marry Freddy Eynsford-Hill – a young, poor, gentleman (Wikipedia).