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A Day in the Charleston House Gardens i

I recently spent an idyllic English summer day at Charleston House in the rolling countryside of East Sussex, England doing some research for some workshops I’m giving there in October. The 17th century farmhouse was the home of the artist Vanessa Bell (Virginia Woolf’s elder sister) and her lover the artist Duncan Grant, as well as a fluid group of husbands,friends, lovers and children for first part of the 20th century. It was the country home of many of the Bloomsbury Group members, and in honour of its literary heritage it holds a major international literary festival there every spring.

But the thing that interests me the most about Charleston House are the delightful interiors where were designed and decorated over the years by Vanessa and Duncan in what has become know as the “Charleston Style”.  It’s all still there, repaired, conserved and looking as if Vanessa or Duncan might walk into the Garden Room with a cup of tea and a good book at any moment.

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But it was a lovely summer day, and after an afternoon exploring the house’s rooms and picture library, I headed out into the English garden to enjoy the warm sun, the chirps of the birds, and the scent of late summer flowers carried on the air by the warm breeze.

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Charleston House, Firle, East Sussex BN8 6LL

http://www.charleston.org.uk

On a Marrakech Rooftop

When I was in Marrakech recently I stumbled upon a haven of calm amongst the teaming streets and alleys of the souks. Up on top of the small Musee de l’Art de Vivre Marrakech (I love the name — “The Museum of the Art of Marrakech Living” I found a secret place. All to myself. A cool breeze teased the leaves of the plants, and the muezzins’ calls echoed around the city for the afternoon prayer. I took out my trusty Nikon and had a play.

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It was so calm and peaceful up in my little aerie that only the setting sun stirred me to leave and head for home.

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The Jardin Majorelle Part 1

I am back in Marrakech again. It seems I can’t stay away. The clear blue skies, the muezzins’ calls echoing across the city, the swifts diving across the evening sky, the intermingled scent of spices and roses… it has an allure which intoxicates me every visit.

I spent the day in the Jardin Majorelle yesterday, a place I have visited on many occasions, but one where I had always wished I had longer, and a good camera. It’s one of my favorite places — cool, colourful and calm. A real oasis in the middle of buzzy, dusty, cacophonous Marrakech.

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The garden was designed by the French artist Jacques Majorelle in the 1920s and 1930s and he built the small terraced house on the property as his home and studio which he painted a vibrant blue, now known as Majorelle blue. He’d fallen in love with Morocco back in the 1880s (I can understand this…) and spent the last 40 years of his life there, and the final 30 years creating what has become his legacy — the beautiful Jardin Majorelle. He lavished his greatest love on the vast garden of cacti, palms and succulents which he collected from all over the world. “This garden is a momentous task,” he wrote, “to which I give myself entirely. It will take my last years from me and I will fall, exhausted, under its branches after having given it all my love.”

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After his death in 1947 the garden and house fell into disrepair until Yves Saint Laurent and his partner Pierre Berge rescued it in 1980 when it was under threat of being turned into a hotel. They moved into the villa, restored the garden for the public and opened a Berber museum on the property. There is a memorial to Yves Saint Laurent in the garden…

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…and, owing to the efforts of Saint Laurent and Berge, Jacques Majorelle’s greatest work is now enjoyed by thousands of Moroccans and tourists every year.

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More to come tomorrow!

 

http://www.jardinmajorelle.com

Spring in a Victorian Cemetery 2

The sun finally came out today after two weeks of chilly damp drizzle. It was time to grab my camera and head out to the Victorian Margravine Cemetery just around the corner from my flat and see what Spring has been doing there.

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I think I spent the day in one of the most beautiful places in the world today.