Saint John the Baptist in Prison, Juan Fernandez de Navarrete (1526-1579)
Patrick Comerford
The Sunday after next [15 December 2013] is the Third Sunday of Advent. In the liturgical calendar of the Western Church, including the Roman Catholic Church, the Anglican Communion, the Lutheran Churches, and other mainline Protestant churches, it is popularly known as Gaudete Sunday.
The day takes its common name from the Latin word Gaudete (“Rejoice”), the first word of the introit of this day’s Liturgy:
Gaudete in Domino semper: iterum dico, gaudete. Modestia vestra nota sit omnibus hominibus: Dominus enim prope est. Nihil solliciti sitis: sed in omni oratione petitiones vestræ innotescant apud Deum. Benedixisti Domine terram tuam: avertisti captivitatem Jacob.
Rejoice in the Lord always; again I say, rejoice. Let your forbearance be known to all, for the Lord is near at hand; have no anxiety about anything, but in all things, by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be known to God. Lord, you have blessed your land; you have turned away the captivity of Jacob (see Philippians 4: 4–6; Psalm 85: 1).
Throughout Advent, the spirit of the Liturgy is one of expectation and preparation for Christmas and for the coming of Christ. Gaudete Sunday in Advent is a counterpart to Laetare Sunday in Lent, and provides a similar break about mid-way through the season of preparation, and signifies the joy and gladness as the Lord’s coming comes nearer and nearer.
On Gaudete Sunday, rose-coloured vestments may be worn instead of violet or Sarum blue, and this is noted as an option in the Church of England in Common Worship.
On the Advent wreath, the rose-coloured or pink candle is lit in addition to the two violet or blue candles, which represent the first two Sundays of Advent. The readings emphasise the joyous anticipation of the Lord’s coming.
We have started Year A in the readings in the Revised Common Lectionary, and the readings for Gaudete Sunday this year are: Isaiah 35: 1-10; Psalm 146: 4-10 or the Canticle Magnificat; James 5: 7-10; and Matthew 11: 2-11.
In our Bible study this morning we are looking at the Gospel reading for that morning.
Κατα Ματθαιον ιʹαʹ 2-11
2 Ὁ δὲ Ἰωάννης ἀκούσας ἐν τῷ δεσμωτηρίῳ τὰ ἔργα τοῦ Χριστοῦ πέμψας διὰ τῶν μαθητῶν αὐτοῦ 3 εἶπεν αὐτῷ, Σὺ εἶ ὁ ἐρχόμενος ἢ ἕτερον προσδοκῶμεν; 4 καὶ ἀποκριθεὶς ὁ Ἰησοῦς εἶπεν αὐτοῖς, Πορευθέντες ἀπαγγείλατε Ἰωάννῃ ἃ ἀκούετε καὶ βλέπετε: 5 τυφλοὶ ἀναβλέπουσιν καὶ χωλοὶ περιπατοῦσιν, λεπροὶ καθαρίζονται καὶ κωφοὶ ἀκούουσιν, καὶ νεκροὶ ἐγείρονται καὶ πτωχοὶ εὐαγγελίζονται: 6 καὶ μακάριός ἐστιν ὃς ἐὰν μὴ σκανδαλισθῇ ἐν ἐμοί.
7 Τούτων δὲ πορευομένων ἤρξατο ὁ Ἰησοῦς λέγειν τοῖς ὄχλοις περὶ Ἰωάννου, Τί ἐξήλθατε εἰςτὴν ἔρημον θεάσασθαι; κάλαμον ὑπὸ ἀνέμου σαλευόμενον; 8 ἀλλὰ τί ἐξήλθατε ἰδεῖν; ἄνθρωπον ἐν μαλακοῖς ἠμφιεσμένον; ἰδοὺ οἱ τὰ μαλακὰ φοροῦντες ἐν τοῖς οἴκοις τῶν βασιλέων εἰσίν. 9 ἀλλὰ τί ἐξήλθατε ἰδεῖν; προφήτην; ναί, λέγω ὑμῖν,καὶ περισσότερον προφήτου. 10 οὗτός ἐστιν περὶ οὗ γέγραπται,
Ἰδοὺ ἐγὼ ἀποστέλλω τὸν ἄγγελόν μου πρὸ προσώπου σου,
ὃς κατασκευάσει τὴν ὁδόν σου ἔμπροσθέν σου.
11 ἀμὴν λέγω ὑμῖν, οὐκ ἐγήγερται ἐν γεννητοῖς γυναικῶν μείζων Ἰωάννου τοῦ βαπτιστοῦ: ὁ δὲ μικρότερος ἐν τῇ βασιλείᾳ τῶν οὐρανῶν μείζων αὐτοῦ ἐστιν.
Matthew 11: 2-11
2 When John heard in prison what the Messiah was doing, he sent word by his disciples 3 and said to him, ‘Are you the one who is to come, or are we to wait for another?’ 4 Jesus answered them, ‘Go and tell John what you hear and see: 5 the blind receive their sight, the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed, the deaf hear, the dead are raised, and the poor have good news brought to them. 6 And blessed is anyone who takes no offence at me.’
7 As they went away, Jesus began to speak to the crowds about John: ‘What did you go out into the wilderness to look at? A reed shaken by the wind? 8 What then did you go out to see? Someone dressed in soft robes? Look, those who wear soft robes are in royal palaces. 9 What then did you go out to see? A prophet? Yes, I tell you, and more than a prophet. 10 This is the one about whom it is written,
“See, I am sending my messenger ahead of you,
who will prepare your way before you.”
11 Truly I tell you, among those born of women no one has arisen greater than John the Baptist; yet the least in the kingdom of heaven is greater than he.’
Putting the readings in context:
Isaiah 35: 1-10, Each Sunday during Advent this year, we are reading from the Prophet Isaiah. In this reading, the prophet foretells:
● the restoration of the land to fertility
● the end of human suffering and sickness
● the restoration of hope and justice
● the joyful return of the exiles from captivity.
The exiles shall be restored, and the “desert shall ... blossom,” the fertility of Lebanon, Carmel and Sharon will be given to them as a sign of God’s favour and glory. The land once given over to wild beasts, including jackals and lions, will be cultivated once again, and the barren land will bloom.
Human life will be transformed, with the end of infirmity and disability. The feeble, the blind, the deaf, the lame and the speechless shall be restored, along with the restoration of justice and the return of hope. Waters and streams will make the land fertile again.
Finally, the exiles, who have been captives in Babylon, will return on a “Holy Way” (verse 8) or a “highway” in safety (verse 9) to “Zion” (verse 10), the holy city, and there once again they will worship God in the Temple.
But all of these are not ends in themselves, for they are signs of and point to the hope that God’s rule is being restored and that his favour rests on his people.
Psalm 146: 5-10, This psalm echoes the theme of restoration we have read about in Isaiah, focussing especially on God’s justice. This is one of the Hallelujah psalms at the end of the Psalter, which contain a series of hymns of praise, each with a call to worship, a statement of the purpose for praising God, and a renewed summons to praise. These Psalms all begin and end with the word Hallelujah, which is translated in the NRSV: “Praise the Lord.”
In contrast to human rulers, God’s reign is just. Those who trust in God are happy or blessed and have “hope.” This psalm sings of God’s justice expressed in his care and action on behalf of the defenceless, the oppressed, the hungry, prisoners, the blind, the weak or humiliated, strangers, orphans and widows. When these are cared for, it is a sign of God’s just reign, and he is to be praised: “Praise the Lord!”
James 5: 7-10, Praying for the Messiah to come is a daily part of prayer in Judaism. At the heart of the Jewish prayer life is a prayer knows as the Amidah (18 Blessings). It is often said three times a day, and includes: “The offspring of your servant David may you speedily cause to flourish …” The Yigdal, which is part of daily morning prayers in many congregations, focuses on the 13 Articles Of Faith that Maimonides says every Jew should believe in. The Yigdal inspired Thomas Olivers’s hymn, The God of Abraham praise (Irish Church Hymnal, 5th ed, No 323). The twelfth principle of the Yigdal prays: “I believe with complete faith in the coming of the Messiah. And though he may tarry, I shall wait anticipating his arrival each day.”
Early Christians anticipated Christ’s return, the second coming, believing it was imminent and would be immediate, and that with it would come the Kingdom of God. Its delay – the tarrying of the Messiah’s advent – caused some difficulties and even some disputes in the apostolic church. Here, the Apostle James warns his readers not to be impatient. This impatience may lead to grumbling and division within the church, which will bring judgment, for with the second coming of Christ comes also the judgment of God. The second coming is a two-edged sword: its arrival is a comfort for and a warning to Christians (see Proverbs 5: 4; Hebrews 4: 12; Revelation 1: 16; Revelation 2: 12).
Instead, Saint James tells us to be patient in suffering like the prophets, to bide our time like the farmer who plants his crop knowing the rains will come in due time (verse 7). In the same way, the Kingdom is near (verse 8) – it may appear to be tarrying, but it will come in its own time. Though it may tarry, our impatience will not hasten its coming. But we can anticipate its arrival each day with complete faith.
The Beheading of Saint John the Baptist, Caravaggio
The Gospel reading, Matthew 11: 2-11
The Third Sunday of Advent is associated with Saint John the Baptist. The first purple candle on the Advent Wreath on the First Sunday of Advent reminds us of the Patriarchs; the second purple candle, on the Second Sunday of Advent, recalls the Prophets; the third, pink candle on the Third Sunday of Advent, is a reminder of Saint John the Baptist; and the last purple candle, on the Fourth Sunday of Advent, recalls the Virgin Mary.
We already meet Saint John the Baptist by the banks of the River Jordan in the Gospel reading for the previous Sunday, the Second Sunday of Advent (Matthew 3: 1-12, tomorrow, 8 December 2013).
Do you remember how John is taken aback when he first meets with Christ? He comes across full of confidence and certainty. He announces the coming of Christ with great hope and expectation, bursting with energy. Yet, when Christ comes to him to be baptised, is there even a hint that John is a little reluctant to baptise him?
Have you ever wondered why John does not know who Jesus is? After all, not only has he baptised him and hailed him, he is also his cousin. Considering how close to one another their mothers Mary and Elizabeth have been, why would John now not know who Jesus is? Is this not the same John who leaped with joy in his mother’s womb when he realised he was in the presence of the unborn Christ (see Luke 1: 44)?
Have you ever wondered why John was not one of the disciples?
We move on quite a bit by the Third Sunday of Advent. It is a week later in the lectionary readings, but many months after Christ’s baptism in the River Jordan. Saint John the Baptist has preached himself hoarse about looking forward to one who is more powerful than he is. However, since then Jesus has not been wielding power in the way John may have hoped for or may have been expecting.
Now as John waits in prison, about to lose his head, perhaps he wonders whether he made a mistake in thinking Jesus is the Messiah. Perhaps he is feeling discouraged and doubtful, he sends messengers to ask Jesus: “Are you the one who is to come, or are we to wait for another?” (verse 3).
The simple answer for Christ might have been: “Yes.” Instead, however, Christ points Saint John, the messengers and the crowd to the signs of the Kingdom. Echoing the Prophet Isaiah, he points out that the blind see, the deaf hear, the lame walk, the lepers are healed, the dead are raised and the poor receive good news.
These are not mere claims, but incontrovertible proof. Yet apparently there are some who take offence at Christ (verse 6). Perhaps even Saint John the Baptist has been disappointed because his expectations of the Messiah are not being fulfilled by Christ. He is hardly the king of the coming kingdom – after all, he is not “dressed in soft robes” (verse 8). The term “soft robes,” used twice in this verse, has resonances of self-indulgence.
Is this what gives rise to Saint John’s doubts?
Is it possible that Saint John was expecting for the wrong kind of Messiah?
Indeed, is Jesus the one John the Baptist has been waiting for?
When Saint John’s disciples return and tell him what Christ has told them, does Saint John conclude that Jesus is not the Messiah he has been waiting for?
Does John think he has been waiting for the wrong kind of Messiah?
How often have you waited expectantly – for Christmas, for a Christmas present, for a new job, for a major family milestone, for the move to a new home – only to face the realisation that your expectation has been unfulfilled? Another pair of socks? The wrong job with low pay, high expectations and bad conditions? The family milestone upstaged by a family crisis? The new home has horrid neighbours? Is the person I loved so many years ago really the person I live with now?
Picture Vladimir and Estragon in Samuel Beckett’s Waiting for Godot, lonely and empty by the side of the road, waiting forever for Godot who never arrives.
Picture Eleanor Rigby in the lyrics of the Beatles, waiting alone at the window, alone among the lonely people.
Picture Saint John the Baptist, waiting in prison where he has been sent by Herod the Great.
Now he is tired. He has grown discouraged. He is questioning. He is like us. He jumps to hope with power and aggressiveness. But later, when he is dispirited, he has questions, and he has doubts. Is Jesus really the Christ he is looking for?
What happened to the John the Baptist who said Jesus would chop down fruitless trees and throw chaff into the fire?
Has Jesus spent his ministry throwing chaff into the fire?
No, it seems not. And so Saint John sends his own disciples, to ask: “Are you the one who is to come, or shall we wait for another?”
Saint John, who has devoted his entire life to preparing the way for Christ, now seems not to even recognise Jesus when he comes. Has Jesus come in a way that John does not expect. Should he and his disciples look for another?
Christ refers to the signs of the Kingdom in Isaiah. Saint John is “more than a prophet” (verse 9), for he heralds the dawn of the final era of history and he announces the coming of the Kingdom. Now Christ validates Saint John’s ministry as a true prophet, quoting a prophecy from Malachi in verse 10, and then equating Saint John’s ministry with the returned Elijah (verse 14).
At that time, Jews believed the time of the prophets had come to an end. But they understood Malachi’s words to mean that Elijah would come again, heralding the advent of the Messiah.
Christ criticises the people who went out to see Saint John the Baptist in the wilderness with the wrong expectations. What they actually saw was greater than they could ever imagine. Yet even Saint John, as great as he is, only points the way to an even greater reality (verse 11). Now the fulfilment of this promise is beginning to be worked out and to be seen.
When we are disappointed, when our expectations of the coming Kingdom are dashed, is it because we are not looking for the signs of the Kingdom that are all around us?
The gift of Christ is precious, but does it always meet our expectations?
Are we prepared to look around and notice new places where Jesus is working and living? If you were told: “Go and tell John what you see and hear,” where would you say you see and hear Christ at work today?
I am not blind, lame, leprous, deaf, poor, downtrodden, dead … surely? Am I?
Christ comes in humility for the humble. He comes for those who do not have it all worked out for themselves. I am not humble; so often I think I have it all worked out.
Conclusions:
No, I do not agree with those who argue that Saint John the Baptist doubted whether Jesus is truly the Christ. Often, these arguments are built on “paperback psychology” – thinking that fails to examine the person being discussed.
It is not Saint John the Baptist who is a reed swaying in the wind, blown about by the happenings of the world and the persecution he now faces. It is the people who went to see him who are now being told they are like reeds swayed by the wind.
Saint John remains a prophet and more than a prophet – he rejoices to see the fulfilment of the Promise, and he knows that Jesus Christ is the Messiah, for he sees the Holy Spirit descending on him and remaining on him. He knows that Christ is the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world. One of his own disciples, Saint Andrew, becomes the first-called among the disciples of Christ.
Saint Jerome says Saint John’s questions arise not out of ignorance but in the same way that Christ asks where Lazarus is buried, so that those who show him the sepulchre might be so far prepared for faith, and believe that the dead are raised again to life. So Saint John, who is about to be put to death by Herod, sends his disciples to Christ, “that by this opportunity of seeing his signs and wonders they might believe on him, and so might learn through their master’s inquiry” (Jerome, Catena Aurea, Matthew 11: 2-6).
By sending them to question Christ about his mission, Saint John the Baptist offers his disciples the opportunity to become true disciples of Christ. This is the opinion of Saint Hilary, Saint Chrysostom, Saint Cyril and many other patristic writers.
Similar points are made by Saint John Chrysostom who says “the Baptist did not doubt or slacken in his faith; for he is no reed swayed in the wind, but the new Elijah.”
Saint Gregory the Great holds that Saint John the Baptist truly questioned whether Christ was the one who would come. But this does not imply that Saint John doubted whether he was the Messiah, but only whether he was the one who would come – meaning the one who would come into Sheol to retrieve the souls of the just who are waiting. As Saint John realises his own death is near, he seeks consolation from Christ who is to deliver the dead from the power of death.
Salome visiting Saint John the Baptist in Prison, Francesco Barbieri (Il Guernico)
Collect:
O Lord Jesus Christ,
who at your first coming sent your messenger
to prepare your way before you:
Grant that the ministers and stewards of your mysteries
may likewise so prepare and make ready your way
by turning the hearts of the disobedient to the wisdom of the just,
that at your second coming to judge the world
we may be found an acceptable people in your sight;
for you are alive and reign with the Father and the Holy Spirit,
one God, world without end.
Post Communion Prayer:
Father,
we give you thanks for these heavenly gifts.
Kindle us with the fire of your Spirit
that when Christ comes again
we may shine as lights before his face;
who is alive and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit,
one God, now and for ever.
Canon Patrick Comerford is Lecturer in Anglicanism, Liturgy and Church History, the Church of Ireland Theological Institute, and an Adjunct Assistant Professor, Trinity College Dublin. These notes were prepared for a Bible study in a tutorial group with part-time MTh students on 7 December 2013.
07 December 2013
Art for Advent (7): ‘The Blessed Damozel’
by John Byam Liston Shaw
‘The Blessed Damozel’ by John Byam Liston Shaw (1872-1919)
Patrick Comerford
My choice of a work of art for Advent this morning [7 December 2013] is The Blessed Damozel, painted in 1895 by John Byam Liston Shaw (1872-1919), commonly known as Byam Shaw, an Indian-born British painter.
Tomorrow [8 December] is marked in the calendar of the Roman Catholic Church as the Immaculate Conception, a dogma that was defined by Pope Pius IX in 1854. However, a feast of the Conception of the Most Holy and All Pure Mother of God was celebrated in Syria on 8 December perhaps as early as the fifth century. Critics and opponents of the spread of the feast in the West included Saint Bernard of Clairvaux, Saint Albertus Magnus and Saint Thomas Aquinas.
Pope Sixtus IV authorised the introduction of the feast in 1476, but in his bull Cum praeexcelsa in 1477, he referred to the feast as that of the Conception of Mary, without using the word Immaculate. Indeed, in 1483, he referred to the feast as that of “the Conception of Immaculate Mary ever Virgin.” Pope Pius V included the feast in the Tridentine Calendar, but he removed the adjective “Immaculate.”
In the Church of England, Common Worship designates 8 December as a Lesser Festival of the Conception of the Blessed Virgin Mary, without the adjective “immaculate.” The Eastern Orthodox Church says Mary was without sin for her entire life, but objects to the dogmatic declaration of her immaculate conception.
This morning’s painting was inspired by a poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882). The scene shows the Blessed Damozel in heaven yearning for her lover on earth. The Virgin Mary is seated in the centre, surrounded by the handmaidens Cecile, Gertrude, Magdelen, Margaret and Rosalys. The pair of lovers can be seen in white on the right.
This oil on canvas painting is now in the Guildhall Art Gallery in London.
Byam Shaw was one of the most prolific artists of the late Victorian and Edwardian era. He excelled as a painter, illustrator, printmaker, theatre designer, teacher and muralist. He was born in Madras on 13 November 1872, the son of John Shaw, Registrar to the High Court of Madras, and his wife Sophia Alicia (Gunthorpe) Byam.
When he was still a boy, Shaw returned to England with his parents in 1878. His early talent was recognized by the Pre-Raphaelite Sir John Everett Millais and in 1887, on the advice of Millais, Shaw went to the Saint John’s Wood Art Schools. There his fellow students included the painters George Spencer Watson, Roland Wheelwright, Rex Vicat Cole and his future wife Evelyn Eunice Pyke-Nott.
Many of Shaw’s paintings are influenced by the Pre-Raphaelites in their subjects, colours and composition, but his style also echoed that of the illustrators of the 1860s.
Shaw’s painting, The Judgment of Solomon won the Armitage Prize in 1892. The following year he moved into Whistler’s old studio in Cheyne Walk with another art school friend Gerald Metcalfe, and exhibited his first painting at the Royal Academy, Rose Mary, based on a poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti.
This was followed up by two more paintings inspired by Rossetti, The Blessed Damozel, now in the Guildhall Art Gallery, and Silent Noon, which is on loan to Leighton House. His masterpiece, Love the Conqueror, is a 10 ft canvas with around 200 figures.
In the late 1890s, he began to focus more upon book illustration, working on his plates for Tales from Boccaccio by Joseph Jacobs (1899) and the Chiswick Shakespeare.
In 1899, Shaw married Evelyn Eunice Pyke-Nott (Evelyn CE Shaw). Their five children included the actor and theatre director Glen Byam Shaw and the art historian James ‘Jim’ Byam Shaw.
An exhibition at Dowdeswell’s in 1902 included 30 canvases in the Ecclesiastes series, and further works were shown at the Glass Studio in Leighton House later that year.
Shaw was commissioned to produce 34 illustrations for the Historic Record of the Coronation of King Edward VII and Queen Alexandra, published in 1904, and helped to design the costumes for Beerbohm Tree’s Much Ado About Nothing at the ‘His Majesty’s Theatre.’ Around this time, he joined Rex Vicat Cole as a part-time teacher at the Women’s Department of King’s College in Kensington Square, but he continued to produce oil paintings, watercolours and book illustrations.
He worked with Edwin Austin Abbey and other artists on a mural scheme to decorate one of the corridors in the Palace of Westminster.
In 1910, Shaw and Cole resigned from King’s College and opened their own school of art in Campden Street, Kensington. Further commissions followed for drawings of George V’s coronation (1911) and for watercolour illustrations for Laurence Hope’s The Garden of Kama (1914).
At the outbreak of World War I, Shaw enlisted in the United Arts Rifles along with his life-long friend Cole, although Shaw later transferred to the Special Constabulary, and his war cartoons were published in newspapers.
Shortly after the war ended, Shaw collapsed and died on 26 January 1919. He was buried at Kensal Green after a funeral service in Saint Barnabas Church, Addison Road.
His art school produced some of the finest and most innovative artists of the 20th century, but ceased to bear his name when it was amalgamated with the Central Saint Martin’s College of Art and Design in 2003.
Today’s painting was inspired by ‘The Blessed Damozel’ which is probably the best known poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti. It was first published in 1850 in the Pre-Raphaelite journal The Germ. Rossetti revised the poem twice and republished it in 1856, 1870 and 1873. He also used the same title for one of his best known paintings, now in Fogg Museum of Art in Harvard University.
The poem was partially inspired by Edgar Allen Poe’s The Raven, with its depiction of a lover grieving on Earth over the death of his loved one. Rossetti chose to represent the situation in reverse. The poem describes the “damozel” observing her lover from heaven, and her unfulfilled yearning for their reunion in heaven.
The poem also inspired Claude Debussy’s La damoiselle élue (1888), a cantata for two soloists, female choir, and orchestra.
The first four stanzas of the poem are inscribed on the frame of the painting:
The blessed damozel leaned out
From the gold bar of Heaven;
Her eyes were deeper than the depth
Of waters stilled at even;
She had three lilies in her hand,
And the stars in her hair were seven.
Her robe, ungirt from clasp to hem,
No wrought flowers did adorn,
But a white rose of Mary’s gift,
For service meetly worn;
Her hair that lay along her back
Was yellow like ripe corn.
Herseemed she scarce had been a day
One of God’s choristers;
The wonder was not yet quite gone
From that still look of hers;
Albeit, to them she left, her day
Had counted as ten years.
(To one, it is ten years of years.
… Yet now, and in this place,
Surely she leaned o’er me – her hair
Fell all about my face ...
Nothing: the autumn fall of leaves.
The whole year sets apace.)
Tomorrow: ‘The Peaceable Kingdom’ by Edward Hicks.
Patrick Comerford
My choice of a work of art for Advent this morning [7 December 2013] is The Blessed Damozel, painted in 1895 by John Byam Liston Shaw (1872-1919), commonly known as Byam Shaw, an Indian-born British painter.
Tomorrow [8 December] is marked in the calendar of the Roman Catholic Church as the Immaculate Conception, a dogma that was defined by Pope Pius IX in 1854. However, a feast of the Conception of the Most Holy and All Pure Mother of God was celebrated in Syria on 8 December perhaps as early as the fifth century. Critics and opponents of the spread of the feast in the West included Saint Bernard of Clairvaux, Saint Albertus Magnus and Saint Thomas Aquinas.
Pope Sixtus IV authorised the introduction of the feast in 1476, but in his bull Cum praeexcelsa in 1477, he referred to the feast as that of the Conception of Mary, without using the word Immaculate. Indeed, in 1483, he referred to the feast as that of “the Conception of Immaculate Mary ever Virgin.” Pope Pius V included the feast in the Tridentine Calendar, but he removed the adjective “Immaculate.”
In the Church of England, Common Worship designates 8 December as a Lesser Festival of the Conception of the Blessed Virgin Mary, without the adjective “immaculate.” The Eastern Orthodox Church says Mary was without sin for her entire life, but objects to the dogmatic declaration of her immaculate conception.
This morning’s painting was inspired by a poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882). The scene shows the Blessed Damozel in heaven yearning for her lover on earth. The Virgin Mary is seated in the centre, surrounded by the handmaidens Cecile, Gertrude, Magdelen, Margaret and Rosalys. The pair of lovers can be seen in white on the right.
This oil on canvas painting is now in the Guildhall Art Gallery in London.
Byam Shaw was one of the most prolific artists of the late Victorian and Edwardian era. He excelled as a painter, illustrator, printmaker, theatre designer, teacher and muralist. He was born in Madras on 13 November 1872, the son of John Shaw, Registrar to the High Court of Madras, and his wife Sophia Alicia (Gunthorpe) Byam.
When he was still a boy, Shaw returned to England with his parents in 1878. His early talent was recognized by the Pre-Raphaelite Sir John Everett Millais and in 1887, on the advice of Millais, Shaw went to the Saint John’s Wood Art Schools. There his fellow students included the painters George Spencer Watson, Roland Wheelwright, Rex Vicat Cole and his future wife Evelyn Eunice Pyke-Nott.
Many of Shaw’s paintings are influenced by the Pre-Raphaelites in their subjects, colours and composition, but his style also echoed that of the illustrators of the 1860s.
Shaw’s painting, The Judgment of Solomon won the Armitage Prize in 1892. The following year he moved into Whistler’s old studio in Cheyne Walk with another art school friend Gerald Metcalfe, and exhibited his first painting at the Royal Academy, Rose Mary, based on a poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti.
This was followed up by two more paintings inspired by Rossetti, The Blessed Damozel, now in the Guildhall Art Gallery, and Silent Noon, which is on loan to Leighton House. His masterpiece, Love the Conqueror, is a 10 ft canvas with around 200 figures.
In the late 1890s, he began to focus more upon book illustration, working on his plates for Tales from Boccaccio by Joseph Jacobs (1899) and the Chiswick Shakespeare.
In 1899, Shaw married Evelyn Eunice Pyke-Nott (Evelyn CE Shaw). Their five children included the actor and theatre director Glen Byam Shaw and the art historian James ‘Jim’ Byam Shaw.
An exhibition at Dowdeswell’s in 1902 included 30 canvases in the Ecclesiastes series, and further works were shown at the Glass Studio in Leighton House later that year.
Shaw was commissioned to produce 34 illustrations for the Historic Record of the Coronation of King Edward VII and Queen Alexandra, published in 1904, and helped to design the costumes for Beerbohm Tree’s Much Ado About Nothing at the ‘His Majesty’s Theatre.’ Around this time, he joined Rex Vicat Cole as a part-time teacher at the Women’s Department of King’s College in Kensington Square, but he continued to produce oil paintings, watercolours and book illustrations.
He worked with Edwin Austin Abbey and other artists on a mural scheme to decorate one of the corridors in the Palace of Westminster.
In 1910, Shaw and Cole resigned from King’s College and opened their own school of art in Campden Street, Kensington. Further commissions followed for drawings of George V’s coronation (1911) and for watercolour illustrations for Laurence Hope’s The Garden of Kama (1914).
At the outbreak of World War I, Shaw enlisted in the United Arts Rifles along with his life-long friend Cole, although Shaw later transferred to the Special Constabulary, and his war cartoons were published in newspapers.
Shortly after the war ended, Shaw collapsed and died on 26 January 1919. He was buried at Kensal Green after a funeral service in Saint Barnabas Church, Addison Road.
His art school produced some of the finest and most innovative artists of the 20th century, but ceased to bear his name when it was amalgamated with the Central Saint Martin’s College of Art and Design in 2003.
Today’s painting was inspired by ‘The Blessed Damozel’ which is probably the best known poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti. It was first published in 1850 in the Pre-Raphaelite journal The Germ. Rossetti revised the poem twice and republished it in 1856, 1870 and 1873. He also used the same title for one of his best known paintings, now in Fogg Museum of Art in Harvard University.
The poem was partially inspired by Edgar Allen Poe’s The Raven, with its depiction of a lover grieving on Earth over the death of his loved one. Rossetti chose to represent the situation in reverse. The poem describes the “damozel” observing her lover from heaven, and her unfulfilled yearning for their reunion in heaven.
The poem also inspired Claude Debussy’s La damoiselle élue (1888), a cantata for two soloists, female choir, and orchestra.
The first four stanzas of the poem are inscribed on the frame of the painting:
The blessed damozel leaned out
From the gold bar of Heaven;
Her eyes were deeper than the depth
Of waters stilled at even;
She had three lilies in her hand,
And the stars in her hair were seven.
Her robe, ungirt from clasp to hem,
No wrought flowers did adorn,
But a white rose of Mary’s gift,
For service meetly worn;
Her hair that lay along her back
Was yellow like ripe corn.
Herseemed she scarce had been a day
One of God’s choristers;
The wonder was not yet quite gone
From that still look of hers;
Albeit, to them she left, her day
Had counted as ten years.
(To one, it is ten years of years.
… Yet now, and in this place,
Surely she leaned o’er me – her hair
Fell all about my face ...
Nothing: the autumn fall of leaves.
The whole year sets apace.)
Tomorrow: ‘The Peaceable Kingdom’ by Edward Hicks.
Bray escapes Shakespeare’s ‘winter wind’
freeze and bitter sky … for an afternoon
Looking towards Bray Head from the beach at Bray, Co Wicklow, this afternoon (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2013)
Patrick Comerford
Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so unkind
As man’s ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship if feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
Freeze, freeze thou bitter sky,
That does not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As a friend remembered not.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
– William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act II, Scene VII
Shakespeare was much kinder in his attitude to winter than I am. His cheery words about winter in As You Like It have inspired the composer John Rutter. But I am happy that winter has not yet arrived with all its fierce winds and bitter freezes, and that the east coast of Ireland has thankfully escaped much of the storm that has been sweeping across the rest of Europe with great force. Indeed, at some times during this week, it has been warmer and brighter than it is in Athens.
It has been a busy week ever since last Sunday, when I preached in the morning at the Cathedral Eucharist in Christ Church Cathedral, Dublin, and took part in the candlelit Advent Procession that afternoon.
The previous day I had been at the consecration of the Most Revd Pat Storey as Bishop of Meath and Kildare, and it was such a busy weekend that I was unable to be in Wexford for the launch of the latest edition of the Journal of the Wexford Historical Society, which includes my paper on Josiah Hort, a curious 18th century Bishop of Ferns and Leighlin.
With staff on students on the steps of the chapel in Trinity College Dublin at Thursday’s commencements (Photograph: Ronnie Diffin, 2013)
On Thursday, I was in Trinity College Dublin for commencements at which MTh degrees were conferred on students from the Church of Ireland Theological Institute. Later that evening, I was at the launch of a new book on the history of the Church of Ireland.
Now I am facing a busy working weekend, with part-time MTh students who are in residence for the weekend.
The tide was in at Bray this afternoon (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2013)
I was expecting to go without a walk on a beach this weekend, and so it was a real delight to be offered the opportunity to snatch a few hours in Bray, Co Wicklow, this afternoon.
The tide was in and to the east the clear blue sky and sea were particularly bright, reflecting the light from the low, slowly setting sun. The few clouds above were gentle but majesty in their slow sweeps, and seemed autumn had stretched itself almost to its limits.
We strolled through Victorian and Edwardian terraces of Bray for a while, and had coffee and sandwiches in Gusto Italiano in Goldsmith Terrace. This is an authentic Italian café, owned and run by Italians.
Doubtless, winter is eventually going to close in and the “green holly”.will be announcing that Christmas is near. But today it was refreshing to have a reminder of the Mediterranean, by the beach and in Gusto Italiano, before getting back to work in the late afternoon.
Autumn-like clouds and sun above the bandstand beside the beach in Bray this afternoon (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2013)
Freeze, freeze thou bitter sky,
That does not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As a friend remembered not.
Patrick Comerford
Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so unkind
As man’s ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship if feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
Freeze, freeze thou bitter sky,
That does not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As a friend remembered not.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
– William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act II, Scene VII
Shakespeare was much kinder in his attitude to winter than I am. His cheery words about winter in As You Like It have inspired the composer John Rutter. But I am happy that winter has not yet arrived with all its fierce winds and bitter freezes, and that the east coast of Ireland has thankfully escaped much of the storm that has been sweeping across the rest of Europe with great force. Indeed, at some times during this week, it has been warmer and brighter than it is in Athens.
It has been a busy week ever since last Sunday, when I preached in the morning at the Cathedral Eucharist in Christ Church Cathedral, Dublin, and took part in the candlelit Advent Procession that afternoon.
The previous day I had been at the consecration of the Most Revd Pat Storey as Bishop of Meath and Kildare, and it was such a busy weekend that I was unable to be in Wexford for the launch of the latest edition of the Journal of the Wexford Historical Society, which includes my paper on Josiah Hort, a curious 18th century Bishop of Ferns and Leighlin.
With staff on students on the steps of the chapel in Trinity College Dublin at Thursday’s commencements (Photograph: Ronnie Diffin, 2013)
On Thursday, I was in Trinity College Dublin for commencements at which MTh degrees were conferred on students from the Church of Ireland Theological Institute. Later that evening, I was at the launch of a new book on the history of the Church of Ireland.
Now I am facing a busy working weekend, with part-time MTh students who are in residence for the weekend.
The tide was in at Bray this afternoon (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2013)
I was expecting to go without a walk on a beach this weekend, and so it was a real delight to be offered the opportunity to snatch a few hours in Bray, Co Wicklow, this afternoon.
The tide was in and to the east the clear blue sky and sea were particularly bright, reflecting the light from the low, slowly setting sun. The few clouds above were gentle but majesty in their slow sweeps, and seemed autumn had stretched itself almost to its limits.
We strolled through Victorian and Edwardian terraces of Bray for a while, and had coffee and sandwiches in Gusto Italiano in Goldsmith Terrace. This is an authentic Italian café, owned and run by Italians.
Doubtless, winter is eventually going to close in and the “green holly”.will be announcing that Christmas is near. But today it was refreshing to have a reminder of the Mediterranean, by the beach and in Gusto Italiano, before getting back to work in the late afternoon.
Autumn-like clouds and sun above the bandstand beside the beach in Bray this afternoon (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2013)
Freeze, freeze thou bitter sky,
That does not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As a friend remembered not.
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