Author Archives: Natalie Bennett

The Bradshaw paintings: pre-Aboriginal art?

Somehow the rows and the mystery seem inevitable – there are some absolutely gorgeous rock paintings in a remote, inaccessible part of Australia that might date back 60,000 years, and might be by a pre-Aboriginal people.

The Times Literary Supplement has sent Robin Hanbury-Tenison, whoever they might be, on the trail, and aside from showing an unfortunate line in gullibility — (“It teems with poisonous snakes and spiders, as well as crocodiles and mad wild bulls.” – no if they were “mad” they wouldn’t survive very long in the Bush ) — the writer provides a decent account of the controversy.

I don’t think the “cradle of global culture” makes much sense – it is indeed never really explained – presumably there would be some trail out, some signs of artistic influence, were that the case – but that doesn’t make the paintings and their possibilities any less exciting.

Talking about 18th-century craftswomen …

… in the office, as I was the other day (there are BIG attractions about working at the Guardian), a name came up that I hadn’t previous encountered – Anna Maria Garthwaite (1690–1763).

She was “the pre-eminent silk designer of her period”. Spitalfields-based, her work was mainly based on botanical, painting-style patterns, which the V&A are still making money out of. A whole dress by her, with a well-documented history has also survived, as has a fancy waistcoat (which in 1747 still had sleeves).

She also did cut-paper landscapes and some of her pattern books have survived,

From the ONDB:

“…her father was a well-connected Anglican clergyman with family associations with the City of London. After his death in 1719 it is probable that she went to live with her elder sister, Mary, the wife of Robert Dannye, rector of Spofforth, Yorkshire… In 1729 or 1730 Dannye died, and both sisters then went to London, where they eventually settled in Princes Street (now 2 Princelet Street) in the parish of Christ Church, Spitalfields …
Her interest in textile design was apparent by 1726, when she collected and annotated a series of textile designs, ‘by diverse hands’, which included technically innovative and high-quality French work. Her first drawing, inscribed ‘sent to London before I left York’, was competent but simple. The largest series of her work, comprising many hundreds of drawings of silk designs and patterns, some of which are still enrolled in their contemporary arrangement covering the period from 1726 to 1756, has survived and is in the collection of the Victoria and Albert Museum in London. It is clear that, at a time when the English silk industry vied with French manufacturers for the quality home and export market, she was one of the foremost designers of ‘flowered’, or brocaded, silks.
…She displayed a noteworthy grasp of textile technique, including technical direction as necessary. Surviving silks show how well her designs adapt to form and function. Garthwaite point paper, imprinted with squares for drafting designs in the early nineteenth century, may be a retrospective tribute to her expertise. The basis for her technical knowledge can only be conjectured, though Robert Campart, a Spitalfields ribbon weaver of Huguenot extraction, is named as a beneficiary, together with his wife, in Garthwaite’s will.

Comedy of Errors at the Globe…

Jon has an informative, lively review of the above over on My London Your London. It is now in rep for the rest of the season, although if you are only going to see one of the current shows, I’d recommend Titus Andronicus, provided you’ve a strong stomach.

Derrrr… important info for WordPress users

Regulars will know that I’ve been putting off, dreading, and then yesterday spent several hours trying to work out the upgrading of the version of my WordPress installation.

And it was all unnecessary (although I suppose I learnt more about the whole structure of WordPress, PHP databases and similar that might come in handy some time).

All I had to go was go to Fantastico in my server control panel and press one button to update (at least to the one-but-last upgrade – it will apparently be a couple of weeks before the latest one arrives.)

Potentially useful to know … and one of those things that seems so obvious to the techies that they don’t bother to tell you this is possible.

Be told!

(This is only on hosts that provide “one-button installation” of WordPress. I’ve told the very nice help-desk that they should also note it is one-button update.)

Yes! A £1,800 annual road tax for the gas-guzzlers proposed

… and what is more recommended by a committee of MPs headed by a Tory.

Work for the committee showed that when the purchase price and the CO2 emissions were taken into account, the VED on the biggest cars was proportionately about half that paid on the smallest cars.
A wealthy businessman being chauffeur-driven in a luxury Bentley Arnage R V8 auto, a petrol-driven saloon costing £160,203, will pay only 42p per gram of CO2. But the owner of a humble 1.3 litre Ford Ka costing £7,395 pays 68p per gram of CO2 and the driver of the 1.3 litre Toyota Yaris which costs £11,290 about 74p per gram of CO2.
“Tax differentials between higher- and lower-carbon cars must be made much wider if they are to drive market transformation,” the committee said.

Not that I can imagine any of my readers would be so anti-social, but if you were to earn one such I’d recommend getting rid of it quickly – they’ll be – they’ll HAVE to be, priced off the road soon.

Sex-positive, indeed body-positive, feminism

Over on Blogcritics I’ve just got up a review of Joanna Frueh’s Swooning Beauty. I conclude:

One of the fascinating aspects of book reviewing is encountering books far outside your normal frame of references, taking approaches that are new, but sometimes shine light and new thoughts on your existing work. I’ve written a thesis arguing for the corporeality of the online world, but Swooning Beauty presents a view of a very different form of corporeality – one that, it has to be said, given the dominance of porn in the online world, has something new and relevant to say. I can’t see myself ever writing anything like Swooning Beauty, or indeed regularly reading such writing, but it has given me a lot to think about.

It is definitely different, and I might not have stuck with it had I not had an obligation to review it, but I’m glad that I did.