She just kept painting until hours before her sudden death.
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of historical trivia regarding books, cats, and other animals. Actually this blog has evolved so that it is described better as a blog about cats in history and culture. And we take as a theme the advice of Aldous Huxley: If you want to be a writer, get some cats. Don't forget to see the archived articles linked at the bottom of the page.
Showing posts with label Helen Allingham. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Helen Allingham. Show all posts
August 22, 2014
August 22, 1874
Our subject today, Helen Allingham (September 26, 1848 to September 28, 1926) was a painter in watercolor, and her husband, William Allingham, was an Irish poet. They maried on August 22, 1874. It sounds like a marriage made in a novelistic heaven, and so it seems to have been on earth. They had three sons. Helen illustrated her husband's book for children. And through it all, she kept painting. After the war ended, and her art came to be judged sentimental, and Victorian, she kept painting. Scenes like this:

She just kept painting until hours before her sudden death.
She just kept painting until hours before her sudden death.
December 4, 2012
December 4, 1795
Thomas Carlyle (December 4, 1795 to February 5, 1881) was the kind of polymath rarely encountered in books today. He appreciated the need to sort out basic issues, rather than accept the facile opinions of the majority. Of course this did not always lead to accuracy, but it did result in engaging and persuasive books. He is the author of many books, including The French Revolution: A History (1837) (a three volume history) and Heroes and Hero Worship (1841). This last book views the powerful leader as a crux in history, the unit of power. It suggests that man, in the person of certain individuals can affect their environment. He said in the latter book: “the Great Man was always as lightning out of Heaven; the rest of men waited for him like fuel, and then they too would flame."
Only the facile intellect would blame Carlyle for the uses put to an idea, which was merely consistent with certain common premisses about humanity.
Thomas Carlyle was a great man to his contemporaries and there are lots of paintings of him. We like one of Carlyle in his garden, reading, with one of his cats nearby. It is his Chelsea garden, and dates to 1875. It is a painting by Helen Allingham. This last home of his is maintained now by the National Trust.
Only the facile intellect would blame Carlyle for the uses put to an idea, which was merely consistent with certain common premisses about humanity.
Thomas Carlyle was a great man to his contemporaries and there are lots of paintings of him. We like one of Carlyle in his garden, reading, with one of his cats nearby. It is his Chelsea garden, and dates to 1875. It is a painting by Helen Allingham. This last home of his is maintained now by the National Trust.
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