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Tim Hilton (–2024)

Autor von The Pre-Raphaelites

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The Pre-Raphaelites (1970) 338 Exemplare
Picasso (1975) 149 Exemplare
John Ruskin: The Early Years (1985) 54 Exemplare
John Ruskin (2002) 41 Exemplare
John Ruskin: The Later Years (2000) 38 Exemplare
The Sculpture of Phillip King (1992) 8 Exemplare
Van Gogh : His life and work (2009) 3 Exemplare

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Leben mit Picasso (1964) — Einführung, einige Ausgaben714 Exemplare
Praeterita (1900) — Einführung, einige Ausgaben134 Exemplare
Passages in the Life of a Radical (1967) — Herausgeber, einige Ausgaben19 Exemplare
John Ruskin: An Arts Council Exhibition 1983 (1983) — Vorwort — 6 Exemplare

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Hilton, Timothy
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2024-01-06
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This morning, John Ruskin (1819-1900) English author and art critic, went into his garden very early ....

He was born in London. His "Modern Painters" in 5 volumes was issued over a period of many years. He helped to establish the Pre-Raphealites. Other notable works include "The Seven Lamps of Architecture", "The Stones of Venice" and "Praeterita". "Unto His Last" develops his views on social problems, and he tried to use his wealth for education. Ruskin College at Oxford is named after him.

"I went into my garden at half-past six on the morning of April 21, 1870, to think over the final order of these examples for you. The air was perfectly calm, the sunlight pure, and falling on the grass through thickets of the standard peach (which had bloomed that year perfectly), and of plum and pear trees, in their first showers of fresh silver, looking more like much-broken and far-tossed spray of fountains than trees; and just at the end of my hawthorn walk, one happy nightingale was singing as much as he could in every moment.

Meantime, in the still air, the roar of the railroads from Clapham Junction, New Cross, and the Crystal Palace (I am between the three), sounded constantly and heavily, like the surf of a strong sea three or four miles distant; and the whistles of the trains passing nearer mixed with the nightingale’s notes. That I could hear her at all, or see the blossoms, or the grass, in the best time of spring, depended on my having been long able to spend a large sum annually in self-indulgence, and in keeping my fellow creatures out of my way.

Of those who were causing all that murmur, like the sea, round me, and of the myriads imprisoned by the English Minotaur of lust for wealth, and condemned to live, if it is to be called life, in the labyrinth of black walls, and loathsome passages between them, which now fills the valley of the Thames, and is called London, no tone could hear, that day, any happy bird sing, or look upon any quiet space of the pure grass that is good for seed ..."


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AntonioGallo | 1 weitere Rezension | Nov 2, 2017 |
A bit difficult to get into, but after about page 40 it just flew by. Claims to be the first book since 1899 to focus on the painting of the Pre-Raphaelites and does a really good job --- and Hilton, the author, was only 29.
 
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Kristin_Curdie_Cook | Apr 29, 2016 |
This morning, John Ruskin (1819-1900) English author and art critic, went into his garden very early ....

He was born in London. His "Modern Painters" in 5 volumes was issued over a period of many years. He helped to establish the Pre-Raphealites. Other notable works include "The Seven Lamps of Architecture", "The Stones of Venice" and "Praeterita". "Unto His Last" develops his views on social problems, and he tried to use his wealth for education. Ruskin College at Oxford is named after him.

"I went into my garden at half-past six on the morning of April 21, 1870, to think over the final order of these examples for you. The air was perfectly calm, the sunlight pure, and falling on the grass through thickets of the standard peach (which had bloomed that year perfectly), and of plum and pear trees, in their first showers of fresh silver, looking more like much-broken and far-tossed spray of fountains than trees; and just at the end of my hawthorn walk, one happy nightingale was singing as much as he could in every moment.

Meantime, in the still air, the roar of the railroads from Clapham Junction, New Cross, and the Crystal Palace (I am between the three), sounded constantly and heavily, like the surf of a strong sea three or four miles distant; and the whistles of the trains passing nearer mixed with the nightingale’s notes. That I could hear her at all, or see the blossoms, or the grass, in the best time of spring, depended on my having been long able to spend a large sum annually in self-indulgence, and in keeping my fellow creatures out of my way.

Of those who were causing all that murmur, like the sea, round me, and of the myriads imprisoned by the English Minotaur of lust for wealth, and condemned to live, if it is to be called life, in the labyrinth of black walls, and loathsome passages between them, which now fills the valley of the Thames, and is called London, no tone could hear, that day, any happy bird sing, or look upon any quiet space of the pure grass that is good for seed ..."


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AntonioGallo | 1 weitere Rezension | Nov 2, 2017 |

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