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An impromptu dinner salad:  two tomatoes sliced, topped with chopped red onion and fresh basil leaves, drizzled with olive oil and balsamic vinegar.

Filling for a 3-egg omelet:  chopped smoked salmon, gruyere cheese, tiny bit of red onion, and an assortment of chopped herbs (parsley, chervil and whatever else caught the chef’s eyes).

A quick breakfast:  a few slices of bread, buttered and then toasted, served with a handful of fresh raspberries.  Coffee and cream on the side.  Overall, a yummy week, I must say.

p.s. Thanks to all for the potato recipes. In the end, they were cooked with some butter and garlic and sprinkled with herbs. You never know what the future holds, but if I do grow potatoes next year, I have my eyes on a bigger pot. 😉

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You can read the backstory on my indoor potato growing experiment here.  Not exactly a bumper crop, but what fun!

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Excerpt from Edward Gordon Craig's Book of Penny Toys, 1899

Excerpt from Edward Gordon Craig’s Book of Penny Toys, 1899

One day, as I was perusing the files of the Monuments, Fine Arts and Archives Unit as part of my walk through history with Mr. Horne, I kept coming across the name, Gordon Craig.  In a series of letters, Craig appealed to different agencies seeking the return of items stolen in France and taken to Germany.  In one letter, he even presented a list:

Additional letters had been been submitted on his behalf by noted scholars in the art world, like Thomas Whittemore.

The correspondence, like this one, that first caught my attention was dated 1947.  By this time, many collections of books and papers recovered postwar had been shipped to the Offenbach Archival Depot in Germany, awaiting restitution.  And, by this time, Joseph A. Horne had been assigned as the third director of the Depot.  Horne was contacted and requested to make a search.  His findings:

Further inquiry would reveal that Craig’s property was in the hands of U.S. forces but in Austria, not Germany.  Unfortunately, while it was clear who had amassed the collection, it was unclear to whom the collection belonged, to which institution or even to which country.  But before I learned about that intrigue, I first had to learn about this Gordon Craig.  I was just curious.  Why was this man’s boxes of books and drawings of such interest?

Edward Gordon Craig

Edward Gordon Craig (1872-1966)

It didn’t take long to discover that he was one of the most innovative forces in theater whose influence is felt to this day.  A rather renaissance figure, an actor from a distinguished acting family…

as Hamlet, 1897

as Hamlet, 1897

a set designer and theatrical producer who revolutionized the use of light, space and costumes for storytelling

Craig's design (1908) for Hamlet 1-2 at Moscow Art Theatre, directed by Stanislavsky

Craig’s design (1908) for Hamlet 1-2 at Moscow Art Theatre, directed by Stanislavsky

a writer and publisher

who also did woodcuts and other illustrations.

I found many online biographies describing his years of studying, performing,  and teaching, and how he eventually moved to France.  One document even stated, “In 1931 he went to live in France and in 1948 made his home in Vence, in the south of that country, where he wrote his memoirs entitled Index to the Story of My Days (1957).” (National Trust)  But what happened between 1931 and 1948?  In most online bios, and even in this wonderful timeline charting his career, about this time period little is written.  It is the events that take place during this time that establishes Craig’s presence in the U.S. National Archives and in the files relating to the work of the Monuments, Fine Arts and Archives Unit.

Edward Gordon Craig, 1941, by Dora Kallmus

Edward Gordon Craig, 1941, by Dora Kallmus

By the 1930s he had begun building his Gordon Craig Collection of writings and resources on the tools, techniques and artistry of theater.  In 1942 he would be arrested in German-occupied France and taken to a Nazi Concentration Camp.  He would be released, and his collection taken. Soon after, conflicting stories would arise, as evidenced in this letter, about whether or not he’d sold the collection and, if so, under what circumstances.

Joseph Gregor, mentioned in the above letter, had been working with Craig prior to the war.  Documentation suggests that Gregor and others at the Vienna library in some way facilitated Craig’s sell of his collection to Hitler, who wanted to add the collection to his planned museum and library at Linz, Austria. Craig also made claims that Gregor had personally removed drawings from his apartment without his agreement.

It took time and lots of paperwork but it appears that the items dispersed during the war were reassembled as a whole, and an attempt was made to return them to Craig.

In October 1948, MFA&A officer Evelyn Tucker handed over the 40-plus cases comprising the Craig Collection to a French representative.  The cases contained manuscripts, illustrations, back issues of The Mask and The Marionnette Magazine.  By November bills of laden were being exchanged between at least France and Britain to cover the cost of shipping the cases to Paris on behalf of Mr. Craig.

Nearly seventy years later, Edward Gordon Craig artwork and writings are distributed, as collections, in many major museums, universities and public and private libraries.  His vision remains respected to this day.  New articles are being written critiquing his work and his legacy, and exhibits of his drawings take place around the world.

 

Sources/Additional Readings

Biography of Edward Gordon Craig

Stage Design of Edward Gordon Craig

Victoria & Albert Museum early Craig images

National Portrait Gallery Craig image 1950

Digitized version of Craig’s Woodcuts and Some Words

Digitized version of Craig’s Book of Penny Toys

More about photographer Dora Kallmus aka Madame d’Ora

Beyond the Mask: Gordon Craig, Movement and the Actor

Edward Gordon Craig: A Vision of Theatre

About Thomas Whittemore

 

 

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I’m not sure if it was a dandelion.  The wispy head was the size of a softball.  I’d never seen one so large before.  There were, in fact, three growing on the side of the hill.  I saw them as I raced to the train station.  Running late, I couldn’t photograph them at the time.  A few hours later, heading home, I saw that there was only this one remaining. The others had blown away.

This one’s placement on the hill was too high, and the plants around it too thorny, for me to get too close.  I zoomed in as best I could but I could not brush away the grasses growing in front of it. Later, I considered deleting the image — it was not what I had expected — but something stayed my hand long enough to see the beauty of what I had captured, and which existed no more except in memory.

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A young friend asked if she might see more of the broken piece alluded to in the previous post. And so for her, here it is.

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The sea urchin shell was whole when I picked it up off the beach but I was too cavalier when I placed it in my bag.  In the end, only one section was broken, and not lost.  So, if I am careful, I can recreate the whole with barely perceptible, yet beautiful lines, marking the breaks.

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Like Lucy R. Woods, mentioned in a prior post, Sarah Wyman Whitman (1842-1904) taught Bible class at Trinity Church in Boston for over thirty years.  She was also an accomplished artist working in multiple media, from painting to glasswork to book cover design.

She was friends with Phillips Brooks, the rector of Trinity Church.  Upon his passing, she and her Sunday Bible class gifted the church with a window in his memory.

It was begun in 1895 and installed Easter, March 1896.  In a letter dated March 12, 1896, Whitman writes:

“The little memorial to Mr Brooks which my Bible Class has long dreamed of, is now finished and waiting to be put up at Easter. Someday I will show you this, and meantime send a little rough sketch. The three windows are in the Parish Room where the Class meets, and as it is also used for many practical purposes,

the windows (three giving on the cloister to the south) are kept in clear glass with jewelled flowers at the intersecting of the little frames …and then the middle one with a single device. 

In the glass of course there is a depth and richness that this paper sketch little conveys.”

The window is located in the parish library, and is another hidden gem of an architectural masterpiece.  If you would like to learn more about Sarah Wyman Whitman, there are some great resources available online including her letters.  The Boston Public Library has put together a gallery of her book cover designs.  Learn more about Trinity Church architectural tours here.

 

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a feather blew through the kitchen window to land upon a bottle on the floor

the house is surrounded by sparrows and blue jays and a baby robin I know I saw on the parking lot below

hawks fly past and pigeons dot roof tops and seagulls are like rats constantly on the prowl

but from which specific nest this bit of white fluff came, I’ll never know for sure

I can only imagine

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I do not know the name of this little fellow.  All I know is that once Steve took the rod from my hands and began jiggling the line, this creature clamped on tight.  Steve hauled him up long enough for me to snap a picture and then he was released back into the bay.

This lovely trio stared me down as I walked toward them.  I think they quickly realized I knew very little about fishing and so they patiently waited for the lobster boats to return to dock.

Can you see the bright eyes of this seal?  I was scanning the waves for a whale so I nearly missed this svelte form bobbing up and down in the waves.  I heard tell of a green snake in the woods and saw deer hoof prints in the mud but few other animals did I see this past weekend, up north, except for this butterfly feeding on minerals in the soil.

You can see more images from a weekend journey to Grand Manan here, and learn more about this beautiful island here.  A very short trip from where I live — a drive and then ferry ride — but somehow it was a world away.

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… somehow, the scenes always take my breath away.  With moving water, in this case a freshwater spring running into the sea, there is no one right photo.  It’s just capturing fluid moments as the sun shines down, reflecting, refracting and all those other wonderful things light does in and on the water.

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