Saturday, October 23, 2010
I always thought the obsession with Orientalism and the mystic east was a 1910s and 20s phenomenon - I'm obsessed with Chinoiserie and old kimonos and Paul Poiret and all that - but then I stumbled on this painting, by John Nash, of the Banqueting Room at the Royal Pavilion in Brighton in the 1820s. And this pic of the Pavillion's recently restored Long Gallery.
This pad was where the Prince Regent kicked up his notoriously high heels much to the chagrin of his subjects, who were pretty pissed off by the decadence of "first gentleman of England" (remember Hugh Laurie's caricature of the prince in Blackadder who thought only of buying more socks?)
Anyway, 1920s Chinoiserie fever marked a resurgence in all things lacquered and lovely that the Prince had favoured. And it is lovely, isn't it? I mean who wouldn't want a Chinese screen or a flowing silk robe embroidered with a pile of sequins in the shape of a pagoda? Is there such a word as Japaneserie? If not, can we invent one?
Posted by Mrs Press at 5:37 PM