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« Reply #360 on: 14:25:27, 10-08-2008 » |
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That's a gem, anty, and unknown to me.
SS Teulon? Evan Christian? Lamb?
The presence of galleries is a sure sign that it was not built in the Tractarian (Oxford Movement, High Church) tradition and the style is utterly bizare and not accurate gothic at all.
But the prominent new central altar, and the use of Taize services imply it is not currently conventional evangelical, rather liturgically minded catholic, (although I bet they don't use the c word.) Although the "contemporary music" rings warning bells. I haven't a clue what Grace style is.
North or South of the Thames?
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« Reply #361 on: 14:46:11, 10-08-2008 » |
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Don, I am always pleased when I surprise you with an unknown church, as in the rood lofts of North and South Wales! "Samuel Sanders Teulon, born in Greenwich, London, the son of a cabinet maker of Huguenot descent. He attended the Royal Academy Schools and entered practice as an architect in 1838, producing a large number of buildings in a vigorous and highly original gothic style." Well it's not Gothic is it, it's Byzantine isn't it? Sorry should have said, SW London, Ealing. Evidently now quite a famous music venue. I went to primary/junior school just round the corner and distinctly remember the Carol Concerts and feeling rather overwhelmed by the galleries as an 8 year old. I had never heard of Grace style either but having just had a quick look I would not say it is liturgically minded Catholic, more like Jesus supports Greenpeace.
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Don Basilio
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« Reply #362 on: 15:03:00, 10-08-2008 » |
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I have now in Pevsner North West London. St Mary's, St Mary's Road Ealing. The medieval parish church rebuilt J Horne, 1735, remodelled S S Teulon 1866. "Now instead of Horne's modest preaching box at the end of this quiet backwater of modern Ealing, one has the overweening landmark of Teulon's eccentrically elephantine W tower.... Archbishop Tait called the alterations "the conversion of a Georgian monstrosity into the semblance of a Constantinopolitan basilica."" Martle and GG persist in posting pictures of me in a genuine Constantinopolitan basilica, so I will not repeat it. Although I see what Archbishop Tait meant, I would say St Mary's is not really Byzantine. The windows are a Victorian take on Gothic windows, and the pillars and roof beams are C19 industrial. O and St Mary's Ealing is definitely evo. Good they are doing Taize services. For the record this is a genuine Byzantine church (St Sergius and Bacchus.)
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« Reply #363 on: 15:16:11, 10-08-2008 » |
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Quote from Don Baslio "pillars and roof beams are C19 industrial"
Well, damned with faint praise, or whatever the expression is.
I spent my childhood in that Church.
Dunno about Taize, is that good?
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« Reply #364 on: 15:33:58, 10-08-2008 » |
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I was just being descriptive. The original quote from Pope is much more telling "Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering teach the rest to sneer." I don't think that's me. For Taize, here we go - the sort of protestants Popes prefer. The founder got shot in the church a couple of years ago. I have been there, and it is the most atmospheric tent I know. I'm a bit past it now. http://www.taize.fr/
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« Reply #365 on: 15:42:01, 10-08-2008 » |
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Thanks Don, and sorry if I were flippant (as it my wont)
The sort of Protestants the Popes prefer? That's burnt at the stake, regular fries and a coke? Hold the gherkins.
No, No, I never said that!
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« Reply #366 on: 21:33:42, 17-08-2008 » |
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I was here last week, deep in the heart of IGI country. I will be away for a day or so, but in the meantime here is this gem. IGI will probably know where it is. I will fill in more when I come back from Wales later in the week. It has a connection with one of A's favourite novelists (not mine, although I expect I have read more of him than most here.)
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« Reply #367 on: 21:50:03, 17-08-2008 » |
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I was here last week, deep in the heart of IGI country.
I will be away for a day or so, but in the meantime here is this gem. IGI will probably know where it is. Ah, indeed. I have been involved in a good few Christmas and Easter services (and rehearsals!) there with the first school where I taught. I used to take my class into the water meadows and we sketched the Chapel of St Cross. Did you see the unusual lectern, Don? With the body of an eagle, clasping the globe in its talons, but with a parrot's head, with a heart on its crown? It's supposed to mean that when you read from the bible, you should do so from the heart, not parrot-fashion. If you look carefully, you can see how, during the Civil War, it was cut in half (and buried to protect it). Philip II stopped there on his way to the Cathedral before his wedding to Mary Tudor.
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Our chief weapon is surprise...surprise and fear...fear and surprise.... Our two weapons are fear and surprise...and ruthless efficiency
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« Reply #368 on: 22:02:14, 17-08-2008 » |
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Philip II stopped there on his way to the Cathedral before his wedding to Mary Tudor.
A Don Carlos connection? That's wonderful. I read in the guide book about the lectern with the parrot head, and indeed took a few pics to illustrate it. It seems deeply unconvincing. If your are NOT meant to read the Bible as a parrot, then surely you do not put a parrot on the Bible desk? It seems much more likely that the medieval carver had never seen an eagle. And the Victorian novelist? (I can ask questions, too.)
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« Reply #369 on: 22:06:23, 17-08-2008 » |
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And the Victorian novelist? (I can ask questions, too.)
Anthony Trollope - The Warden (the first of his Barchester Chronicles) was supposedly based on a scandal at St Cross. I confess to not having read any Trollope.
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« Reply #370 on: 22:08:34, 17-08-2008 » |
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Don't bother. A likes them and I have read all the Barchester and political series in my time. OK for long train journeys. Costume soap operas to my mind.
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« Reply #371 on: 22:19:23, 17-08-2008 » |
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Costume soap operas to my mind.
Zackly. But without the BBC TV filters. Turgid nonsense.
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« Reply #372 on: 22:27:02, 17-08-2008 » |
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(I suppose Trollope is to Dickens, Thackery or George Eliot what Donizetti is to Verdi, Bellini or Rossini.)
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« Reply #373 on: 01:56:22, 18-08-2008 » |
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I rather enjoyed the Barchester stories for their gentle caricaturing of the ecclesiastical bods etc.
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Don Basilio
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« Reply #374 on: 10:05:56, 18-08-2008 » |
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Here is the South chancel chapel Very heavy zig zag decoration on the vault ribs - I don't remember anything like it, and if I was told it was a design by the Victorian restorer, William Butterfield*, I would not be amazed. It is almost a parody of Romanesque. The altar painting invisible in my flash was the gift of an C18 warden and is C16 Flemish.er Pevsner says of the lectern "a splendid wooden eagle." The more I think of it, I don't take the parrot theory at all. The light on the left side marks the aumbry, or wall safe for the consecrated bread of the eucharist to be kept for taking to the sick or dying. * Butterfield was a particularly heavy handed Victorian architect - Keble College Oxford or All Saints near Oxford Circus.
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