To the Freud Museum – 20 Maresfield Gardens – my first visit. I was surprised to find it was just a few houses away from where I once went to school. Freud died in 1939, a decade before I was born, but his daughter Anna would still have been living and analysing there when I was skipping down the road.
Sigmund’s study is on the ground floor. This is the big attraction – to see where the great man worked – the desk, the couch and the antiquities. The desk has a special chair designed by the architect Felix Angenfield to help Sigmund maintain his habitual posture for reading. Because of its shape with a high protruding back to support the Freudian head, it looks rather like a person in its own right: an abstracted mannequin to represent the doctor at work.
When he looked up from his reading or writing he would have seen on the opposite wall a lithograph of Andre Brouillet’s painting of Dr. Jean-Martin Charcot presenting an hysterical female patient to his class of students. The patient is arching back in a posture that was apparently common to her condition. Her position as the only woman in the room and the disarray of her bodice attests to the woman hysteric’s situation in 19th century society – defined by male doctors and subjected, at least in this representation, to the male gaze. The painter has left open the degree of prurience with which she is viewed to individual experience. This is a very active museum and on the day I was there a member of the staff was giving very a scholarly commentary on the history of hysteria.
The word ‘iconic’ is flung around rather freely these days. But the couch covered with its richly red oriental carpet cover is definitely iconic – no mistake. On this couch, exactly here on this piece of furniture, was where the great new exploration of the unconscious through the ‘talking cure’ began. As has been noted before, this was a magic carpet into an internal world.
The many hundreds of mostly small antiquities, of which Freud was a fervent collector, are distributed around the room on shelves, tables and within vitrines. Their origins are Greek, Roman, Egyptian and Far Eastern – some copies some originals, some bought, some given, some found – all of interest to the archaeological preoccupations of Dr Freud. So this is a museum twice over.
But this is not the room that all these artefacts originally occupied. They were all delivered out of Vienna in 1938 from Bergasse 19, the apartment where the family lived and Freud worked. This room in Maresfield Gardens is a recreation, a staging, of an important moment in European cultural history. There are a number of writer’s studies that have been preserved after their death (Thomas Hardy, for example) but here Freud not only had the intention of preserving it just so, but also transported it across Europe, his personal stage set. Freud and his family have curated his history. But as the Guide Book says: ‘Freud cannot be reduced to a private individual’ and then adds a quote from W.H. Auden: ‘he has become a climate of opinion.’
Earlier in the day I had visited Lord Leighton’s house in Kensington. He had no immediate family, and after his death all his possessions were sold. So much of what there is on view has had to be recreated including parts of the famous Arabian décor. Many of the rooms are used for an exhibition of paintings by Lawrence Alma Tadema, and including some by his wife Laura. The Alma Tademas are far more present than Frederic Leighton. Alma Tadema’s huge extravagant canvases of classical scenes have been a tremendous source of dramatic reference for filmmakers and, so, are once more in vogue. Who would have thought, fifty or sixty years ago, that Alma Tadema, a once distained Victorian painter, would create such interest? Public taste is an odd thing.
The Norfolk Contemporary Arts Society organised a visit to Charleston during the first days of June. Apart from glimpses in television programmes it was my first exposure to the hand-painted farmhouse and the overpoweringly beautiful garden on a perfect summer’s day. One would be either cold or churlish not to succumb – for it is undoubtedly a seduction.
As I have mentioned in a previous blog post, it seems that there is no stone unturned when it come to writing about the Bloomsberries. I noticed while browsing the gift shop that even their cook has a dedicated volume of biography.
The Victorian roots of the artistic and intellectual phenomenon that was Bloomsbury are interesting. I was struck by the confluence of the families – the Stracheys, the Grants, and the Stephens – they were all deeply involved in colonial administration and the Grants and the Stracheys had spent many years in India. Can one, I wonder, trace cultural influences of that exotic sub-continent in their work? Has anyone done this already?
Next stop Ipswich for filming the Haunted Hotel – watch out for a spooky July Blog.
June 2017 - EDP Norfolk
'50 Years on From the Summer of Love'
The Hippie Counter Culture in East Anglia
I really enjoyed researching this article and meeting up with people who were young and hip in Norwich in the late 1960s and early 1970s.
More on the Haunted Hotel project coming up soon. Filming goes ahead on the little ghost story ' Room 27b' early in July.
Meanwhile, I'm preparing a paper for the SISJAC Conference on The Western Merchants in East Asia in the nineteenth century to be held at the Sainsbury Institute, Norwich on June 22-23. I'm really looking forward to meeting historians who specialise in this area.
Sunday April 2, Matthew McGuchan for Film Suffolk welcomed writers, directors and crew of 8 ghost stories to the Old White Horse Hotel in Ipswich where the segments will be filmed in May/June this year.
It was great to meet everyone and get an idea of the character of the dilapidated former coaching inn and which rooms and areas can be used.
My story invokes the WW2 bombing raids on Ipswich and post-war social changes.
The picture is a view from top floor window – like a proscenium arch on the dramas to come.
See the Haunted Hotel Film Project Facebook page here. To find out more about the project and make a donation click here.
Thank you to the Norwich Society Local History Bookclub for inviting me to talk about Countrywoman. So much knowledge and enthusiasm.
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