Annie Swynnerton

I forgot to say that, while I was in Manchester, I went to the art gallery and came across an exhibition of paintings by Annie Swynnerton (1844-1933). Some were familiar, but it was fascinating to see so many together, to follow how her art developed over the decades, to admire her skill and focus . . . and all this accomplished when women didn’t do such things. Not surprisingly, she was a feminist and a suffragist.

Her portraits were outstanding. Some of the paintings of children were too sentimental for my taste, and the allegorical ones were so-so. Her depiction of Italian light . . . well, nowadays we all know what the Mediterranean is like, but in Swynnerton’s work you really do experience the delight of someone brought up in Victorian Cottonopolis on discovering pure sunlight.


About aides memoires

This is a chronological list of things I have seen, places I have visited, and thoughts that have wandered through the space between my ears. A reading group of one; an art appreciation society limited by my preferences and prejudices; opera criticism by one who knows nothing about the subject.
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