Central section of the front elevation of Russborough House, Co. Wicklow (photos June 2011)

Russborough must be considered one of the most elegant of Irish country houses. Its history is well described on a new website for the estate and in a fantastic interactive exhibition space in the basement of the house (really worth a visit), so there is no need to repeat that here. My main interest in Russborough is the fact that it was designed by Richard Cassels,  who probably began work on Russborough not long after he completed Powerscourt House in Wicklow.

Front of house, detail.

I think that Russborough is important for those interested in Powerscourt for two key reasons. The first is that as Powerscourt was destroyed by fire, Russborough offers many clues to what the interior of the house must have been like to be in (and not just see it in photos). While there is no doubt that Russborough was built to impress (see for example the picture of the entrance hall on their website) its overall design, inside and out, seems to be a more understated elegance when compared to Powerscourt, which I always feel had a much brasher, more masculine interior—I’m thinking especially of the hunting display in the entrance hall and the boldness of the Great Saloon). However, even with differences, the fact that the houses are almost coincident in time and designed by the same man does give me a feeling of what it would have been like to stand in Powerscourt.

Aerial view of Russborough (Google) showing the simple terraces to the back of the house leading to a pond. An ice-house is just visible in the lower left hand corner.

Even more interesting for me, however, is a comparison of the gardens at the two estates. Standing in the grounds of Russborough allows me to imagine what the gardens of Powerscourt were like when the house was originally built. Cassels evidently had some influence on the original layout of the gardens at Powerscourt, as they are represented both in a 1740 map of the estate at the Irish Architectural Archive and of course on Rocque’s map of County Dublin. Both of these illustrate—long before Daniel Robertson’s plans—a simple terraced design with a central path down to a pond. There are references to animals grazing on these slopes in the 1850s, just before the great redesign began. Cassels designed a similar set of simple terraces at Russborough, albeit less dramatic because the slope is not so steep and the setting not so fortunate as at Powerscourt.

Part of the old forge-works at Russborough - a cartwheel would have been placed on this while a white hot metal strip was placed around it to compete the wheel for use.

There were plans to decorate the terraces at Russborough, but they never materialised. A comparison of the two gardens show what a full wallet and 100 men working for 12 summers can do! As it stands, Russborough acts as a kind of time-capsule for the development of the gardens at Powerscourt.

Russborough is a great place to visit – I’d really recommend both outside and the excellent exhibitions inside as a great way to visualise the past!

 

 

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Can the journal come to its society’s aid?

Plasterwork in half-barrel ceiling over staircase

As part of Heritage Week, I visited the Royal Society of Antiquaries of Ireland during their open day in Merrion Square. The building is just outstanding – neoclassic Georgian interior with some really special features. On the ground floor is the Society’s library—a real treasure trove of books, many of them “core” reference texts from centuries and decades past. It was nice to see a reprint of Arthur Young’s Tour in Ireland squeezed in among the travel narratives. The library is, I think, accessible to non-members of the society, by applying for a reader’s ticket. The Society also run a lecture programme. Upstairs is a gorgeous pair of rooms which can be joined together by an enormous double door. Plasterwork and wood carving everywhere is exquisite. Upstairs again are the offices of the Discovery Programme, the people behind the excellent Dublin Region in the Middle Ages monograph.

Decorative plasterwork on first floor landing recess

The building, while beautiful, is in poor repair. While its original features lift the eye from a sense of decay, there is no doubt it is there. Money is obviously lacking. The society was founded in 1849 with the aim:

‘To preserve, examine and illustrate all ancient monuments and memorials of the arts, manners and customs of the past, as connected with the antiquities, language, literature and history of Ireland.’

These aims are primarily realised through its absolutely outstanding journal, which documents the work of members of the society and others over the last 162 years in antiquarian and historical research in Ireland. The journal, fully text searchable, is only available in academic libraries through JSTOR Ireland collection and it is also available in the National Library through JSTOR. I can’t help but feel that some mechanism by providing a more open access to the journal couldn’t in some way yield money to help provide the society with more funds to maintain and improve their beautiful premises. In the meantime, I intend to become a member!

Enormous door between front and rear rooms on first floor

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Over the last few years, I’ve spent lots of time going through Board of Education reports, details on school capacities and statistics, literacy levels in Census reports, and the lives of children in the nineteenth century. Maybe because of that, or maybe because I forgot that real people are the basis of all these data, but I had quite an emotional reaction to the Small Lives Exhibition at the National Photographic Archive. The Exhibition showcases photographs of children from the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, with exposure to children from a range of different backgrounds.

The juxtaposition of the well-heeled with those in abject poverty—the children, their clothing, houses, surroundings—is stark, and you can’t but be emotional looking at the range of really beautifully shot photographs. Anger at the poverty on view is probably misplaced, because there is no-one to be angry at—the “rich” photos are just children too. There are some beautiful prints and drawings from the Brocas family (Henry, William, and James Henry) including a very stark contrast between a sketch of an ‘idealised‘ poor child next to a sketch of an actual one.

It’s hard to pick favourites but three that stood out for me are below.

Arranmore Disaster 1935

Arranmore Disaster 1935 - click on image to go to NLI Flickr website

I think this is a devastating photograph, and I had to hold back a little tear reading about it! While many others in the exhibition showed much more explicitly the kinds of poverty children were living in, this one more than others I think gives a real sense of how children must have had to grow up very fast. The context of the photograph is given on the NLI Flickr site. A sister photograph, Aran Island Girls is a good antidote.

A school room, c. 1900.

This photograph shows a crammed school room packed with boys completing their “lessons”. Two masters are present, probably for the purpose of the photograph. The walls are covered with maps and charts. The photo brings to life the dozens of Applications to the Board of Education I have read for support for teachers, books, maps, and more. I look at the room as a Board’s inspector might look at it (worrying!) and can almost imagine their report; a well proportioned room with space for 44 children, well lit by eight large windows…

Na Fianna Éireann

Na Fianna Éireann, c. 1900. Click on image to go to NLI Flickr website.

I love this photograph! The formal stature and serious expression on some of the boys’ faces contrasts brilliantly with the younger ones at the front busy practising their first aid, seemingly oblivious. There are other Na Fianna photographs, including one at the funeral of Michael Collins, in the exhibition.

I can’t recommend the exhibition enough. You can read more about it at the NLI Blog and see some more of the photos on the Flickr website. It is well worth visiting in person though I think; you really get a sense of immersion in the subjects of the exhibition.

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Lewis Strange Wingfield, 1861, from Beniah Brawn on Filckr, no copyright restrictions.

Sometimes I come across people from the past that I would really would have liked to meet. Lewis Wingfield is one of them. He was the youngest brother of the 7th Viscount Powerscourt, Mervyn. Their father died in 1844, when Lewis was two and Mervyn eight, leaving the estate in Chancery for 10 years. Another brother—Maurice Richard—died soon after his 27th birthday.

I am trying to quantify what is it about him that appeals.

Photography

My first encounter was with his work—early photographs of the Powerscourt estate and neighbouring village of Enniskerry from the early 1860s. These he collected together and presented them to friends in an album entitled “Powerscourt: Immortalized by Lewis Winfield 1863“. There is a very fine copy in the National Photographic Archive at the National Library of Ireland, dedicated to his friend, Rev. Charles McDonagh. Recently, I held a copy of the album in private hands which was dedicated to La Touche. Included in this one is a little postage-stamp sized photo of our man Lewis, in profile, beside the dedication. It seems he made copies of these albums for friends.

Painting

Lewis latterly became a painter, and was elected associate of the Royal Hibernian Academy in 1871 (IT, 27/7/1871). An exhibition with a painting of Joan of Arc was displayed in the Academy in 1870, which seemed to meet with good reviews, apart from his rendering of faces  (IT, 19/11/1870). Another painting, which gives perhaps some insight into his character was “Scene No. 36″, a painting of a clown and his two sons donning their suits in a room next to an amphitheatre—the crowd outside just visible—while in the room there is also a female figure laying dying on a table, with a second female drooped over her weeping. There is a quote attributed to this (IT 14/3/1873):

Men must work, and women must weep.

Where there’s little to earn, and many to keep.

Lewis also painted some panels of Moore’s melodies which were used to decorate the saloon at Powerscourt (IT 29/6/1894). These were sold in the Powerscourt Estate Auction in 1984 (Christies) and therefore very likely still exist. One image is shown in the Christies auction catalogue. There is a reference somewhere to a bust of him (Christies contain a lot “A bust of a gentleman of the Powerscourt family”, alongside a lot of a bust of Mervyn).

Character

Lewis Wingfield as Miss Yellowstone 25 April 1865, from Beniah Brawn on Filckr, no copyright restrictions.

I’m struggling to get a handle on Lewis’ character. His mother Elizabeth prevented him going into the army, because of the delicacy of his constitution (DNB). His eldest brother Mervyn considered his younger brother to be a bit of a dandy, apparently despised him, and as he was then childless, went to great efforts to spend his money (on creating gardens at Powerscourt) so that Lewis wouldn’t inherit it.

The more I read about Lewis, the more I wonder about these now oft-quoted descriptions of his character. There was no doubt he was close to his mother—he cancelled his debut as a comedian at the Prince of Wales Theatre in Liverpool to travel to Dieppe as his mother, Marchioness of Londonderry, had become ill. (She must have recovered as she died in 1884). Perhaps her concern over an army career was more a protectiveness on her part. Lewis joined the ambulance corps and was in Paris during the Franco-Prussian war, where he became a surgeon (interestingly, two pieces rescued from Palais Royal at this time are now in Powerscourt Gardens, having been later purchased by Mervyn). He reported from Paris for various newspapers (and indeed drew a painting of the siege of Paris). This was a man who got about – he literally travelled the globe. He was one of the earliest Englishmen to obtain permission to travel to China (IT, 16/11/91). While his constitution may have been “delicate”, I wonder if it was in the sense that he wasn’t the large well built man his elder brother was. His voice was said to be reedy and effeminate (DNB). Nevertheless,  he did eventually join the English army in 1884—the year his mother died—and became ill in Egypt. He travelled to Australia in 1890 to recover, but died young, in 1891, a few months before his 42nd birthday. Early deaths in the family were unfortunately all too common.

His relationship with his brother that is also intriguing. The quote about the sibling hatred comes from no less a source than the Knight of Glin (Christies), who says that Sheila Wingfield, wife of the 9th Viscount, writes in Sun Too Fast that the 7th Viscount found himself childless after several years and as he intensely disliked his brother, heir presumptive, decided to start spending all the cash. While its true that there were no children for Mervyn until 1880, work began in earnest at Powerscourt soon after his majority—if Mervyn was anguishing about spending money, he didn’t wait too long. There is a painting in the Christies catalogue of a hunt in Scotland, which has among its several subjects both Mervyn and Lewis, so they evidently travelled together on at least this occasion. Mervyn also donated to the Royal Hibernian Academy a painting of him by Lewis in 1890, just before Lewis’ death (WIT, 8/2/1890).  Indeed, Lewis became associated with the Academy at the same time that George Hodson Bart, another Enniskerry local boy, became an honorary member. Lewis was certainly not excluded from the society circles his brother moved in. Sheila was two generations down the line, and perhaps was exaggerating. If so, I’m a bit disappointed in her; as a Jewish female poet who felt her work was not valued by critics and especially family (JEPLH), she must have privately shared some sense of compassion for Lewis.

Personality

Balloons escaping from the Seige of Paris, from Wikipedia

I can’t help but immediately warm to Lewis. He moved from photography to painting to reporting to acting, became an army surgeon, travelled and ultimately focussed on writing, both plays and novels.  I see him ballooning around furiously scribbling notes for his reportage. He seems to have been extremely intelligent. In My Lords of Strogue, a three volume historical novel, he weaves in historical accounts into a funny (so far as I am at the moment) story of upper society, a work obviously underpinned by significant background research.  Books are dedicated to friends, as we saw with photo albums above, and his friendships were of great importance to him. He married, but I do wonder if he was gay—or at least as gay as you could be in Victorian upper class society. There’s nothing to suggest it of course. Reading The Stranger’s Child recently hasn’t helped dissuade me from that theory.

His humour was noted in an article in the Weekly Irish Times in 1885, which reported:

Much amusement was caused the other day at Brighton by the publication of the following unique circular by the Hon. Lewis Winfield:- “The Honourable Lewis Wingfield, having taken a house at Brighton, and wishing always to be on pleasant terms with his neighbours, intends to make a practice of giving an annual treat to the well-behaved children residing in Marine gardens, the entertainment to take place about Christmas-tide. Such of the children, however, who prove themselves to be ill-mannered and badly behaved-who, that is, make an uproar in the alley before nine o’clock in the morning, or who hang about the Parade end of Marine gardens in the daytime as if it were a playground (which it is not), and scream and cry and make unnecessary noises there, to the annoyance of the dwellers at 75 Marine parade, will not be included in the invitations to the proposed annual gathering.”

I wonder how successful that strategy was!

Cover of his 1863 album, with thanks to Powerscourt Estate

Please do contact me if you know any more about this intriguing man. I have some references to follow up in the National Library, so will hopefully have more at some stage.

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It was a very special treat to be given a guided tour of Front Square and the Provost’s House by Christine Casey, author of the Pevsner architectural guide Dublin and more recently editor of The Eighteenth-Century Dublin Townhouse. It’s difficult to imagine what someone will be like in reality from just reading their work, but this is a gifted lady who had us captured with a perfect balance of information and interest; a great story-teller. Lucky are the students who attend her lectures.

Provost's House, TCD, from Irish Architecture Foundation

After a survey of the development of Front Square, we were taken into the Provost’s House. Being in between the changing of the guard from Hegarty to Prendergast, we could only see the ground floor, as the first floor was being redecorated.

Several points of interest from her talk:

  • the house has two storeys to the front and three to the rear; the entire front first floor being a two-storey “party room”!
  • The house, being fronted with stone, and the site, privacy and space, are testament to the importance of its occupants – compare for example with Lord Charlemont’s house (Hugh Lane gallery)
  • The house is the only eighteenth century house in Dublin still used as a residence (St. Patrick’s Deanery comes close but burned down in a fire at one stage)
  • The architecture mimics that of a London house built 70 years earlier, which she considers raises interesting questions about the political allegiances of the college (the London house belonged to Field-Marshal Wade). The ground floor gallery and the upper floor columns were “ambitious”.
  • Rear of Provost's House, from archiseek.com

    Rustication is extensive on the outside façade; especially on the ground floor. Rustication continues indoors to  very impressive entrance hall, as do the gallery arches. Standing at the front door, once can see the front entrance hall, the entrance hall to the rere, and the stairwell hall-the latter is also extensively rusticated.

  • The stairs are steep, and at points the railing is awkward. It is considered that the architect may have been away from the building when these were completed, apparently something that was quite common. The servants’ stairs are extremely impressive.
  • The architect is unknown. Two clues suggest that it may be either John Smith, who designed St Catherine’s, but it is not considered to be likely that he was up for the job here. Alternatively, it may be Henry Keene, whose (probably posthumous) portrait is in the Drawing Room, but this is now considered unlikely.

Of course these comments are my memory of the day, so apologies if any are incorrect. The Pevsner guide has a detailed entry for the house with more detail, including how the plan of the house “lost half the proportion and the symmetry on crossing the sea”. The house is beautiful, although I was a little disappointed with the gardens. I’m looking forward to going back to see upstairs.

As an interesting aside, Wikipedia tells me the house was described by CR Cockerell, whose 1823 Ichnographia Domestica provided the name for this blog!

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(Oxford comma is going out of fashion—that’s my excuse.)

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