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June 12, 2013

John Ball & William Morris

 William Morris

William Morris

On this day in 1381, preacher John Ball spoke at Blackheath to those assembled for the Peasants’ Revolt, inciting them with perhaps the most provocative rhymed couplet in history: “When Adam delved and Eve span, / Who was then the gentleman?” The rebels apparently took up this chant as they marched to London to demand a life of more than digging and spinning from fourteen-year-old Richard II.

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October 3, 2012

Being William Morris

Filed under: Today in Literature — Tags: , , — Henry Greeff @ 5:29 am

On this day in 1896 William Morris died at the age of sixty-two. Morris was one of the most talented and respected figures in the Victorian Era, but the superhuman range and pace of his vocations — painter, architect, designer, craftsman, writer, book-maker, socialist crusader — caused one physician to attribute his death to “simply being William Morris, and having done more work than most ten men.”

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February 28, 2012

Beautiful bookshops? No thanks!

Pile of books: spare me the sofa. Photograph: Toby Talbot/AP

At best, the attractiveness of a bookshop is beside the point. At worst it’s a positively bad sign.

By Rick Gekoski

According to William Morris, one of the major thinkers, and designers, of the Aesthetic Movement, you should “have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful, or believe to be beautiful”. This injunction has always puzzled me, because of that “or”: there seems to be some choice involved between utility and beauty. Presumably a knife is one thing, so useful for cutting lamb chops, and gorgeous cushion covers (from Morris & Co) quite another. But a cushion cover is also useful, isn’t it? So is a well-designed chair or fabulous table, a curtain or bedspread? Morris designed all of them to be both beautiful and useful.

The stronger claim – have nothing in your house that isn’t both beautiful and useful – is more compelling, and is indeed the mantra of most designers of the homeliest artefacts. You want a knife? Why not buy some Georgian silver? Or, if you can stump up for it, one designed by Charles Rennie Mackintosh? Surely a choice of such an object is not based on its utility – all knives will cut a lamb chop – but additionally on how attractive one finds it?

It is harder to make the inverse claim: that objects of beauty should be chosen, too, for their usefulness. You might make such a case, even, for paintings: being surrounded by the beautiful works of art is calming and delightful to the soul, and such an aesthetically-enhanced inner organ may well make us perform better in our daily lives.

But I am not much interested in pursuing this, because what I am really interested in here is bookshops. A recent post on this website by Sarah Crown enthusiastically described the “most beautiful” bookshops she has encountered. Readers were invited to add further examples, and pictures were posted of book-lined rooms replete with comfy sofas covered in chintz, tables with pretty little lamps and a vase of tulips, Persian carpets – all the cosiness of a cottagey sitting room redolent of brewing tea and baking scones. Flyers announcing forthcoming poetry readings behind the desk. Mozart playing, soothingly. Nothing that isn’t enhancing to the spirit.

What a delight to enter such a place, pick a book off a shelf, plump up a cushion, accept the offered lapsang souchong (lemon only, ta!) and settle down for a read!

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October 3, 2011

Being William Morris

William Morris (1834 - 1896)

On this day in 1896 William Morris died at the age of sixty-two. Morris was one of the most talented and respected figures in the Victorian Era, but the superhuman range and pace of his vocations — painter, architect, designer, craftsman, writer, book-maker, socialist crusader — caused one physician to attribute his death to “simply being William Morris, and having done more work than most ten men.”

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March 14, 2011

Owen Laster, Literary Agent at William Morris, Dies at 72

Filed under: Obituaries — Tags: , , , — Henry Greeff @ 6:53 am

Owen Laster, right, with Dominick Dunne.

By WILLIAM GRIMES

Owen Laster, one of the most powerful literary agents of his generation, who ran William Morris’s worldwide literary operations and had a long list of best-selling writers that included James A. Michener and Gore Vidal, died on Wednesday at his home in Manhattan. He was 72.                                                                                 …read more

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