They just had more time on their hands back then…

I’ve always enjoyed looking at historical photographs. I like to see people standing patiently for the long exposure needed for a photograph in 1860, and I wonder what their lives at that moment must have been like and how a state=of-the-art photograph must have been an exciting diversion. But then I suppose people had more time on their hands back then, too.

I read about the history of the steam powered ships and how steam propulsion was added to sail ships which soon revolutionised trade and transport.

It was good for the navies of the world too, because it meant that ships could manoeuvre better and were much faster, which is useful if you’re in a naval battle. But cannons were getting better and stronger too, and they could shoot a cannonball further. So even if you were a fast ship it didn’t make you impervious to an attack.

As technology and the industrial revolution was rapidly advancing, it was leaving the wooden ships far behind. It would take six to twelve months to manufacture a sailing ship so by the time one was finished it was probably obsolete: surpassed by steam propulsion for a start. They began cladding the wooden ships in wrought iron to protect them. Before too long, they started to manufacture them from steel altogether, as sails were superseded in favour of steam and propellers.

At the time of the American civil war, north and south had navies full of sailing ships made from wood. Someone had the idea of retrofitting them with iron cladding: they removed their masts and sails, razing them to their hulls. Now, these steam powered, low profile ironclads could withstand a lot of damage.

Although none exist complete today, there are photographs of them and they look unseaworthy at best. Formidable black shapes, with portholes for the cannon running down each side. The underlying traditional ship shape is just about noticeable. Arches where paddle wheels sit are a clue too of their past life. Reading further, with all the added weight from the ironcladding, they manoeuvred poorly, and were still quite slow. A sailor working inside the ironclad would have the heat from the engines and the racket of the guns firing to contend with, and they would have to do it all in a small, dark, noisy and crowded space. It is certainly a precursor to the WW1 tank.

But even with all these modern advances, it would take ages to load a cannon after firing (maybe twenty minutes) so a battle would last an eternity with lumbering ironclads peppering each other with shot until they depleted their ammunition and had to slowly return to resupply. I think there must have been a lot of waiting around for things to happen. In fact, some battles would become spectator events with people watching safely from the shore.

But then I suppose they had much more time on their hands back then.

The drawings above were based on photographs and lithographs of ironclads. There is a lot of artistic license used with detail in these drawings. The crew is of the USS Monitor which was the first ironclad commissioned by the Union Navy.

Plein-air (Parts Unkown)…

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather. (John Ruskin).

Bucharest/London/Belfast/Minnesota/Genoa/Cadiz/Tokyp/Ulan Bataar.

Ink, oil pencil, graphite, gouache, charcoal on papers.

Knife or Scissors: take your pick…

This video is from a series of films about materials and tools and how they are used.

In my toolbox I have some items that have been with me forever, and some things that need to be replenished regularly. I have a cheap paintbrush that I have been using since university that never loses its shape, is easy to clean and a real pleasure to paint with. I don’t know what I’d do without this brush. I also have a far more expensive sable brush that I feel the same way about when i’m using it, but day by day it becomes smaller, rattier and it’s only matter of time that it will be best put in the bin.

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Summa cum laude: circa. 1990.

So, I’m looking at different items, and seeing how people use them, what they prefer and idiosyncratic observations about them. Stay tuned for more films that will be added as and when.

The first in the series is Knife or Scissors.

Knife or Scissors: what do you prefer?

Thank you, Hurlingham Prep School…

Last week at Hurlingham Prep School we read Marshall Armstrong to two large groups of children in the gymnasium. The students were a terrific audience, asking some fine questions and eager to get involved in the readings by answering questions I had for them about the book.

I also saw the brand new library which puts any library I ever had at school to shame. It even had cushions to sit on.

There was only one difficult moment during the entire visit, when a student raised his hand and asked the question that has no place in any school visit. But unlike any author before me, I chose to answer honestly and truthfully: “I’m thirty-nine in August”.

Thank you to Elena and Georgia for all their help.

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What you missed.

Marshall Armstrong Is New to Hurlingham Prep School…

I will be visiting Hurlingham Prep School in Putney, London, on November 16th to read Marshall Armstrong is New To Our School to the students as part of Anti-bullying Week.

Starting at a new school isn’t always easy, but Marshall doesn’t seem too bothered by it all. This story came to me from a memory of an American boy who appeared in my class one day at school. He didn’t have a uniform yet, had a strange accent and was fearless. He was just different. The boy was only there for a month and then he just didn’t come back. I always wondered what his story was.

I hope Hurlingham Prep school like me.

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The Adorable Plush…

Thanks be to Debbie who made and shipped me this adorable plush based on the dog toy from the My Dog, Hen book. It stands 42 inches high and is built like a battleship. I don’t know much about sewing, but that is some fine stitching. The 3D conversion is very satisfying.

Stay tuned: a downloadable pattern for the plush will be available from this website so that you too can make one of your very own. Thanks Deb!

Canine collective…

In the cafe is a wall covered in photos of dogs (mostly). Being polaroids there is room for their name written in ink below.

A dog’s name says more about the owner than the animal that bears it. I called the dog in Hen Hen because it was reusing a word commonly used as a noun for something not associated with a dog. Sustainability is a key theme in the book.

Dogs reuse things a lot themselves, like sticks that are no longer a part of a tree. And old tennis balls that were once good for tennis. And shoes which they think their owners no longer need.

Dog photos courtesy of The Little Bread Pedlar (Primrose Hill).

Give a dog a tasty name and eat him. (Chinese Proverb).