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by Vivien Noakes

Free eBook Edward Lear: The life of a wanderer download ISBN: 0006356087
Author: Vivien Noakes
Publisher: Fontana; Revised edition (1979)
Language: English
Pages: 367
Category: Social Sciences
Subcategory: Politics and Government
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Dr Vivien Noakes, the leading expert on Lear's life and work, has rewritten her classic biography. Vivien Noakes gives us a full portrait of this great and important protagonist of victorianism.

Dr Vivien Noakes, the leading expert on Lear's life and work, has rewritten her classic biography. Lear is known as a writer of nonsense and limeriks but he was also a ornitologist painter and during his long voyages he depicted unforgettable landscapes sketches of Italy, Albania, Greece, Egypt and India- The author describes these experiences with a livley style going beyond a simply biography, drawing our attention to human Lear's aspects making the reading of the book pleasant.

Lear, Edward, 1812-1888, Painters - England - Biography, Poets, English - 19th century - Biography. Boston, Houghton Mifflin.

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Vivien Noakes obituary. Leading authority on Edward Lear and the war poet Isaac Rosenberg. With the publication in 1968 of Edward Lear: The Life of a Wanderer, Vivien Noakes, who has died of a stroke aged 74, achieved instant status as the leading authority on Lear.

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Edward Lear, The Life of a Wanderer (1968).

She was a fellow of the Royal Society of Literature. She was born Vivien Mary Langley, daughter of noted aeronautical engineer Marcus Langley and educated at Dunottar School, but left with A-levels She lectured at Harvard University and at the Yale Center for British Art. She was an expert on Edward Lear and on the li. .Edward Lear, The Life of a Wanderer (1968). She was curator of the major exhibition 'Edward Lear, 1812-1888' at the Royal Academy, London and the National Academy of Design, New York. A Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature and previously lecturer at Somerville College, Oxford, her publications include The Painter Edward Lear and Edward Lear: The Complete Verse and Other Nonsense.

Edward Lear is famous as the author of "A Book of Nonsense" and of the timeless children's songs, "The Owl and the Pussycat" and "The Jumblies". Yet, for this gentle genius, infectious merriment mingled with a deep sadness. Who is the man behind the nonsense? Born the twentieth of twenty-one children, he was rejected by his mother and brought up by his eldest sister.

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Bluddefender
Very often, after reading a biography, you may think, as I do, "Interesting, but I'm rather glad I didn't know that person." With Edward Lear, it is the opposite; you would be delighted to have him as a friend. He had a gift for friendship; he didn't like too much solitude, and he could draw your caricature, write you a poem, or sing you a song while playing the accordion (or piano, or flute, or guitar). Even better if it was on the beach, after midnight. Not surprisingly, he had many friends, including his fellow artists as well as wealthy, aristocratic patrons who loved having him as a house guest, and their children and grandchildren. He was shy, but learned how to coexist comfortably with all social classes, as long as he perceived them as kind, and having a sense of fun. He did have his demons, to be sure, but he rarely let them interfere with his friendships. His childhood was traumatic, leaving him with a horror of abandonment. His friends, though, stood by him, recognizing his talent and sharing their knowledge, their wealth, their connections, and their homes, understanding that his only resources were his talent and his charm.

Still his life was one of enormous frustration. He longed for steady companionship, but felt ineligible for marriage because of his epilepsy. He missed his sisters in England, and believed London the best place from which to pursue his career, but it was expensive, the weather and dirt were bad for his health, and there was not enough light for painting. He spent only about five entire years of his adult life in England; mostly he was residing in and exploring the Mediterranean world and the Middle East, climbing snow-capped Mt. Etna, traveling camelback with an armed escort through the desert, and undergoing incredible hardships in pursuit of scenes to admire and paint. Travel was an expensive necessity, which he struggled to pay for along with studio space and a place to live between painting excursions. No one ever worked harder at his profession, and no matter where he lived, the long and odd hours he had to work left little time for social life. He was self-conscious about his lack of formal training, and felt he was limited by his poor skills in portraying people and in the use of oil paint. As he grew older he was sadly aware that he had achieved little in the way of worldly success, and failed in his efforts to establish a reputation in keeping with the actual merits of his work.

Nevertheless his contributions in the areas of natural history illustration, nonsense verses, and landscape painting are significant and unique. His achievements as an artist and writer were only appreciated as he deserved long after he died, and the saddest thing for us is that so many of his writings, drawings, and other papers were lost during his peripatetic life, and, even worse, after his death. Even now, few of his published works have remained in print, and it is still difficult to grasp the full extent of his accomplishments. There is no huge art historical coffee table tome to bring everything together and put it in perspective. You only wish that somehow he could know that in the 21st century a single painting of his would easily sell for more money than he made his whole life; this is not really consolation, but it is something.
Stanober
There once was a man named Edward Lear who was a painter, a writer, and a traveler in the British Victorian age. He was a complicated man, interesting, wonderful and mostly lovable, but always sad and melancholy. He was the 20th of his mother's 21 children and by the time he came along, as you can imagine, she was sick of the whole thing and just couldn't be bothered, but he was lucky to be raised by his sister Ann, who gave up any hope of marrying to love and nurture him. Even so, Edward Lear, until his death as a very old man, was deeply hurt and confused and damaged by the fact of his parents' disregard for him.

But these are just the bare bones of Edward Lear's fascinating life story as told here by Vivien Noakes who was the leading expert on all things Lear. His magnificent bird paintings, especially of parrots, gave him an entree into the artistic world, and then, as a man without a home, he wandered through a goodly part of the British Empire and beyond, ever fascinated by what he saw, and his innate artistic talents allowed him to paint and sketch and write about all of it.

All his life he loved children and became child-like when he wrote his Nonsense Rhymes and stories for them ("There was a young lady of Ryde ...", "The owl and the pussy-cat went to sea ..."). Today, this is what he is mostly remembered for, although in the greater context of his very full life, it really shouldn't be at the top of the list. Having said that, I was impressed all through this book reading quotes from his diaries and letters, smiling at his capacity for seeing the humor in even the direst of circumstances as well as his magnificent ever-present talent for word-play: remarking on his delight in traveling to Delhi in India whereby he made "Delhineations of the Delhicate architecture ..."; "I will close now in order to get it off to the po-stoffis"; "I was so pleased that he liked my work that I went about the rest of the day with a nelevated deportment and a smile upon my face".

Travel can be difficult in the best of times, but to read of the trials and tribulations of a singular man in ill health with barely enough money for sad lodgings and meals, I am very, very impressed. But he lived this way because he loved the wonders of the world and had a need to capture on his canvas as much as he could. This book has an infinite number of Lear's lyrical quotes on seeing the delights of the natural world, as well as the man-made Taj Mahal in India, the Acropolis in Greece, Abou Simbel in Egypt ("I nearly cried with a burst of amazement and delight"), the gardens in Corfu, etc.

Edward Lear met many people and they all seemed to become his very best friends: men, women, children, Royalty; wealthy, educated or poor; unschooled, famous or not, etc. He made friends with a great variety of humankind and an equal number of animals and all living things, including insects and plantlife.

He lived many places over the years, and when he built his final home in San Remo he had it built as an exact replica of the old one in order that the move might be as easy as possible for Foss, his beloved 15 year old cat.

This is one of my favorite biographical books of 19th century travel, art, exploration, and life of a singular man of many talents. The lack of psychologizing, the photographs and dozens of Lear illustrations make it a pure delight to read.
Stonewing
well written, lots of interesting insights, surprising artist, joy to read....
Fordrekelv
This book was well-written and fascinating reading about the life of Edward Lear. It was a great help for me when I wrote a paper for a university literature course about Lear's writing as a reflection of his life.