Tolkien Society Oxonmoot 2008
25-28th September
Christ Church, Oxford
Part 3:
The Rest of Friday, or Velcro gets everywhere.
Meadows Building from across the meadow, without cows
© Iolanthe
The first thing we did after lunch was attend Ted Nasmith’s painting talk. It was fascinating to watch his slideshow and see his style develop over the years as he revisited the same scenes and refined his vision each time. He said that he likes to take Tolkien’s own drawings and re-envisage them in a more professional way. His own favourite is his view of
Rivendell (which is very much Tolkien’s landscape). He said that he had plenty of time to spend on this painting and I think the detail and the light on the cliffs is wonderful. He explained his choice of gouache as a ‘flat’ and intensely coloured medium that photographs well – all his art is a balance between two requirements: his own as an artist producing an original that looks good on display, and the need for a work whose colours and contrasts also look ‘right’ when photographed and reproduced (‘often by Philistines’). Another thing he mentioned was how hard he found it at first to get the hobbits right – imagining them as ‘stocky’ and then discovering that that isn’t what Tolkien meant at all! He was fairly critical of all his early work (as a lot of us here are of ours!) – too much contrast, too fussy, too inaccurate. It’s all a work in progress and it’s encouraging to see a journey like Ted’s from it’s beginnings to the wonderful work he produces now. He finished off by showing the castles he’s painted for the George RR Martin’s
Westeros books. After he undertook the commission he realised that he’d never painted a castle before so had a lot of research ahead of him. He said it was nice to be able to talk to a living author!
We then stayed where we were for a second lecture by Alex Lewis
‘On Fairy Stories, the Ogre in the Dungeon’. I confess I had trouble following all the ins and outs of the 4 different versions of ‘On Fairy Stories’ and all the arguments put forth. Perhaps it was the combination of lunch and sitting in the dark for Ted’s slideshow but I had a bit of brain slippage here….
To liven ourselves up we headed across the Tom Quad to the Art Room to see what was happening (although I had a hidden Velcro checking agenda). This took us past the Tom Quad pool and fountain, with its statue of Mercury. The strong sunlight was sparkling through the falling water, lots of nosy goldfish were gulping at the surface and Marbretherese’s camera was out before you could say ‘Velcro’. All cows forgotten, she was now transfixed by the pond. I have no idea how many pond and fountain photos she’s got but I suspect that if you laid them end to end they’d reach Australia.
Insert any one of 300 fountain shots here
We had a great time in the Art Room – catching up with Becky, meeting Ruth Lacon again, and (finally) Anke Eissmann who I’d wanted to introduce Marbretherese to all weekend. Every time I spotted her at a distance she’d gone before I could point her out! As fellow Faramir fans it was time they met. We received a lot of encouragement about our work while we were there, which was nice, and I could see someone taking one of my cards. By the time the exhibition was taken down on Saturday afternoon a bunch of my cards were gone and nearly all Marbretherese’s. Maybe it will lead somewhere – you never know!
After checking the Velcro we had a good look around the finished exhibition. Ruth’s
‘Niggle’s Tree’ was there (just as well it’s ‘sold’ so I could avoid temptation to bankrupt myself) along with a new painting of
Mr Bliss in his car with ‘exploding’ cabbages, a lovely, intricate knot work picture from Becky inspired by horses and Rohan, a new unframed Ted Nasmith showing the eagles seen from above with a wonderful landscape below – just finished and brought straight over from Canada, some amazing green and blue beaded jewellery inspired by Ulmo …. lots of interesting new stuff but the highlight for us was the chance to see the two Cor Blok’s. They really were unforgettable. One showed marching Ents, the other Treebeard in his Ent House. The Marching Ents were fierce, funny, original as only Blok can be – we loved them. There was a Horse Chestnut Ent with a conker shaped head, a Holly Ent with red spiky hands and spiky feet, an Oak Ent with an acorn cup ‘hat’. The hobbits sitting on Treebeard’s shoulder looking sideways at him were really funny (in all the best ways) and Treebeard’s expression was so fierce..... I can’t describe it but it was worth coming to Oxonmoot for all on its own. The best Cor Blok I’ve seen!
There was no photography allowed in the Art Room (understandably, I guess, with a new, unpublished Ted and Ruth there), so you’ll have to imagine all these wonders!
Marbretherese and I then had a short walk around Oxford doing the touristy thing. All this to-ing and fro-ing meant several more passes of the fountain which attracted Marbretherese like Velcro to a fuzzy board. I swear I could hear a ‘ripping’ noise as I prised her away….
Back at our rooms to get ready for dinner, Marbretherese whipped out a bonsai painting kit and began painting our view of the meadow in the evening light while I wrote up notes. I’m pretty impressed really. How can I call myself an artist when I don’t have a bonsai painting kit to take advantage of moments of beauty and inspiration? Way to go Marbretherese!
In the evening we had a grand dinner prepared for us in the Great Hall. As really cool things to do go, this was so cool there was frost on it. I mean – dinner in the Harry Potter hall! Looked over by Henry V111, Good Queen Bess, Cardinal Wolsey and some old geezer in an armchair looking as though he’d been Francis Bacon’d.
Portraits over the head table with the Bacon’d geezer
© Iolanthe
We found ourselves in an interesting group – Robert Davis, who’s talk we had so enjoyed so much in the morning, a guy who was as much a rabid G&S fan as we were (what are the chances of that?) and another guy who’s passion was Roman History. How we got surrounded by so many guys I have no idea. Maybe it’s invisible Velcro. By the time we got to the humungous Chocolate Brownie I’d dredged up every last dreg I knew about Julius Caesar, the Roman Senate, Tiberius, and how Gordon Brown Was Like Him and was reduced to nodding sagely and pushing chocolate chips around my plate. Not that it wasn’t interesting, it was, but…..the pressure! There is a G&S quote from The Gondoliers ‘I’m afraid I’m not quite equal to the intellectual pressure of the conversation’. Now if we could have talked about Viggo’s career I’d have left them all trailing….
Fan vaulted entrance to the Great Hall
© Iolanthe
We retired briefly to the bar where we caught up with Marcel, who’d had a nightmare journey, but by this point we were so tired and Marbretherese was besieged by lurgy sniffles (hence her glazed expression at table while I scraped my brain for any surviving morsel of Roman History), so it was an earlyish night for us.
More tomorrow where we learn more about Mrs Neave, how not to appreciate art and I have A Great Idea For Next Year’s Costume Parade.