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Laurence Stephen Lowry

 

This month we have not been able to locate any local artists and therefore we ask all and sundry to please inform if you know of anyone who might wish to have their art work displayed on the LHL pages? Anything is of interest from pottery to weaving, so just drop us a line anytime!

Our lack of a local persuades us to utilise another format and this month we thought we would publish some art work from one of the ‘greats’, LS. Lowry himself.

Like all art work, the beauty is often in the eye of the beholder but we find ourselves in no doubt that the vast majority of our followers will revel and enjoy some of the snippets of ‘matchstick men’ from one of our truly great Lancastrians.

Please enjoy the pictures.

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This month’s Lancs Art comes to us at LHL courtesy

of Jack Aston.

The Lion and Albert was one of a series of monologues performed famously by Stanley Holloway and the author, Marriott Edgar. Regrettably these types of artistic revelry are very rarely performed today, but in the distant past were very popular in places like the old music halls or around the family piano at homes in the evenings. These monologues are examples of an art form which is essentially old Lancashire.

 

The illustrations are from a book called ‘Albert, Arold and Others, published by Francis, Day and Hunter of London and the illustrations were done by John Hassall.

Hassall (21 May 1868 – 8 March 1948) was an English illustrator, known for his advertisements and poster designs. Hassall was born in Walmer, Kent, and was educated in Worthing, at Newton Abbot College, and at Neuenheim College, Heidelberg

 

The piece we have published is the original with Jack Aston’s satirical comments posed inbetween lines (Red) to interplay with the sketch from the modern point of view. The Blackpool Menagerie, which was on the top floor of the Tower building was a large open area with animal cages around the perimeter. Some of the animals caged there, performed at Blackpool circus. One dare only release a wry smile at what modern day health and safety would have thought of such a precarious situation!?

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Albert and the Lion – A horror story?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Written by Marriott Edgar and performed by Stanley Hollowway; the story concerns a family, namely the Ramsbottoms, Ma, Pa and Albert who go to the seaside for a nice day out. But tragically this was not to be!

We read: -

There’s a famous sea-side place called Blackpool, that’s noted for fresh air and fun

And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom went there, with young Albert, their son!

Albert – What a treasure!

A grand little lad was young Albert, all dressed in his best; quite a swell,

With a stick with an ‘orse’s ‘ead ‘andle, the finest that Woolworths could sell.

So what happened next?

They didn’t think much to the ocean; the waves was all fiddlin’ and small; there was no wrecks and nobody drownded;

in fact nothing to laugh at all!

Clearly they had heard what to expect from Blackpool!

So seeking for further amusement, they paid and went into the zoo; where they’d Lions and Tigers and Camels and old ale and sandwiches too!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The zoo was housed at the time in the tower building. It was on the top floor and was basically a large room with cages along two sides and bench seats in the centre area. Refreshments could be purchased! The fact that there was a safety rail with a gap in front of the line of cages is ignored in the poem’s text.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now there were one great big Lion called Wallace; his nose were all covered in scars and he lay in a somnolent posture, with the side of his face on the bars.

Now Albert had heard all about lions; how they was ferocious and wild and seeing Wallace so peaceful, well it didn’t seem right to the child!

Clearly, Albert was a precocious child, but also he had a questioning mind!

So straightway, the brave little feller, not showing a morsel of fear, took his stick, with it’s ‘orse’s ‘ead ‘andle, and pushed it in Wallace’s ear!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You could see that the lion didn’t like it, for giving a kind of a roll, he pulled Albert inside the cage with ‘im and swallowed the little lad ‘ole!

And what were his parents doing, whilst all this was going on? Clearly they were not taking a lot of notice of their son! However: -

Then Pa, who had seen the occurrence….

However  the father did see what had happened!

And didn’t know what to do next…..

Well, you wouldn’t! Would you?

Said, “Mother! Yon lion’s ‘et Albert.” And Mother said, “Well!  I am vexed.”

So Pa is a bit confused, but his wife reacts strongly and this probably determines the next action.

complained to the animal keeper, that the lion had eaten their son.

It’s somebody else’s fault! And a culprit must be found, so the authorities are called in!

The keeper was quite nice about it; he said, “What a nasty mishap! Are you sure that it’s your boy he’s eaten?

Does he disbelieve the parents? However, Pa puts him straight….

Pa said, “Am I sure? There’s his cap!”

Mother and father decide to appeal to a higher authority.

The Manager had to be sent for! He came and he said, “What’s to do?”

Pa said “Yon lion’s ‘et Albert! And ‘im in his Sunday clothes too!”  

Father clearly has an eye for important detail!

Then Mother said, “Right’s right, young feller: I think it’s a shame and a sin,

For a lion to go and eat Albert, and after we’ve paid to come in!”

Mother has hit the nail on the head, getting to the crux of the matter!

The manager wanted no trouble! He took out his purse straight away and said, “How much to settle the matter?”

And Pa said, “What do you usually pay?”

What? Is this chap trying to bribe them? And Pa seems to think this is a good idea!

But Mother has a different idea and thinks of her son! She thinks that once again the authorities had let them down!

But Mother had turned a bit awkward, when she thought where her Albert had gone and she said, “No! Someone’s got to be summonsed!” So that was decided upon!

Recourse to the Law should help!

Then off they went down to the p’lice station, in front of the magistrate chap! They told ‘im what had happened to Albert and proved it by showing his cap!

Proof indeed and they are very optimistic at this point; but, is their hope unfounded?

The magistrate gave his opinion; that no one was really to blame…

Had he been ‘got at’? Perhaps he thought that the zoo might have to close, if too much fuss is made.

….and he said that he hoped the Ramsbottoms would have further sons to their name!

Hardly the outcome the family had hoped for and once again Mother intervened with common sense….

At that Mother got proper blazing, “And thank you Sir kindly,” said she, “What waste all our lives raising children; to feed ruddy lions? Not me! “

So there we have it: A day out becomes a horror story and the Ramsbottoms return home without their son!

However that is not the end of the story! Watch this space to find out what happens next!

Footnote:

Marriott Edgar 1880-1951 was a poet, script writer and comedian. Probably the best known of his works were amusing monologues, performed in the Music Halls and in private homes as entertainment in the evenings. The Lion and Albert was one of the best known of the monologues; but there were others of which the following is a sample: -The Return of Albert. Albert and the ‘eadsman, The Jubilee Sovereign, The Runcorn Ferry!   

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Acclaimed Padiham lad Daniel Scanlin has taken photographs all over the world.

Initially learning his family trade processing films, selling 35 mm cameras and photographic equipment, his talent and passion took him to Glasgow School of Art to study Fine Art Photography at degree level, coming away with a different point of view of how photography should be looked at, making the transition from seeing banal objects and passing them by to actually looking for them. This eventually became his normal way of seeing and capturing unique snapshots of the world with a similar style to American photographers Stephen Shore and William Eggleston, and the approach taken of British photographers Martin Parr and Rob Bremner.

He was subsequently awarded a First with BA (Hons) in Photographic Media (all on film) at Blackburn College. Never finding the need to move over to digital,  and by continuing to choose analogue as his medium the imagery he captures suits the aesthetics of his art and subject matter - gritty and beautifully raw with a depth of field that more accurately represents life and the world he lives in, generally using 120 mm format which allows him to work in a more methodical way, with a tripod and time. No rush, just a thought process - a considered approach that continues to refine from one frame to the next as ideas evolve from research to practice.

His work has featured in several exhibitions throughout the North of England, while he continued to work in the family business which finally ceased trading in early 2020. He has since built a photographic-space named all photographies which is situated in central Burnley, offering a wide range of services such as prints from negative, slides and existing prints, archiving, private tuition, workshops, guidance and advice on anything relating to photography. He has also started to compile comprehensive pieces and bodies of his existing work formed ready for publications, Zines and other platforms.

The progression of his photography has been exposed through national shows, group and solo exhibitions, magazine publications, private commissions and a recent re-issue of his critically acclaimed 'Burnley Loves Bénédictine D.O.M.' book, which has been described as a photographic insight into an unlikely love affair betwixt a French elixir and an industrial town in the North of England.

Ongoing exposure is always welcomed.

Contact danielscanlin@yahoo.co.uk (all photographies)

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The December Poet

Donald 'Partially-Sighted' Pascoe is, in his own words; "a one-trick polymath". 

Born in the mid-70s, out of the social revolution that was Punk, with his first gig at Robinson Street Club, equi-distant between Duke Bar and Daneshouse. A room of fine Friday night folk waited for the star turn to commence, and he was paid "with a big hand of barely concealed suspicion and all the apathy I could drink". 

Urban Panoramas

Liam Spencer was born in Burnley in 1964. He studied Fine Art at Manchester Polytechnic, graduating in 1986. After living and working in Manchester for many years, he came to public attention in 2000, with an exhibition “Urban Panoramas” at the newly opened Lowry arts centre in Salford. In 2006 he exhibited “From Manchester to Shanghai” at Manchester Art Gallery, and was the subject of a 30 minute documentary on BBC NW, “A Picture of Manchester.”

Last Bus to Nelson

Tim Gidzki, East European born, East Lancashire bred Tim Gidzki has shown works throughout the world in solo exhibitions or as part of the Turn Left collective, taking in New York Public Library, Gdansk Solidarity Museum, Odessa Steps for Crimean Culture, Glastonbury Festival, etc etc, along the way. 

His work consists of bespoke mixed media constructs that focus on specific locally relevant themes that also resonate on a wider scale to reflect shared experience throughout the world, often exploring perceptions of class and diversity. 

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The December Poet

 

Donald 'Partially-Sighted' Pascoe is, in his own words; "a one-trick polymath". 

Born in the mid-70s, out of the social revolution that was Punk, with his first gig at Robinson Street Club, equi-distant between Duke Bar and Daneshouse. A room of fine Friday night folk waited for the star turn to commence, and he was paid "with a big hand of barely concealed suspicion and all the apathy I could drink". 
 

He subsequently performed at a selection of pubs and working mens clubs throughout the North and beyond, often "going down like a turd in a salad", and received a stirling review from the self-appointed King of Clubs Bernard Manning, who said simply; "You need to decide if you're clever OR funny lad, cos they'll not stand for both. Get rid of the Jam Jar spex for starters". He did pay Donald in cash though, which was a first, and subsequently rare occurrence. 
 

His work has been discussed and well alluded to in a disparate selection of media outlets including The Guardian, Village Voice, The Big Issue, The Face, and Radio 4, being considered stock from similar schools as John Cooper Clarke, Atilla the Stockbroker, Phil Evans, and John Hegley, often infusing his political views with acerbic humour and barely concealed cynicism. 
 

Though the 21st Century has seen Pascoe pursue another kind of career ("ie a career"), in Mental Health Services, he still contributes to a series of spoken word projects, and his 'Just Words and That' collection of poetry for performance was very well received. As for his views on the various issues clouding the current political climate, he simply says; "it's all these redundant satirists I feel sorry for". 

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Tim Gidzki

 

East European born, East Lancashire bred Tim Gidzki has shown works throughout the world in solo exhibitions or as part of the Turn Left collective, taking in New York Public Library, Gdansk Solidarity Museum, Odessa Steps for Crimean Culture, Glastonbury Festival, etc etc, along the way. 

His work consists of bespoke mixed media constructs that focus on specific locally relevant themes that also resonate on a wider scale to reflect shared experience throughout the world, often exploring perceptions of class and diversity. 
Pre Covid-restrictions, his most recent exhibition was at 0282 (top floor of Burnley Library), which saw a unique collection of images that colllaged familiar local scenes with a variety of seemingly discordant embellishments based on a series of consultations with residents where they discussed a selection of prevalent themes within the town touching on Brexit, the implications of a Conservative MP, divisions within cultural diversity and the uncertain future of a post-industrial landscape. 

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 liam spencer

 

Liam Spencer was born in Burnley in 1964. He studied Fine Art at Manchester Polytechnic, graduating in 1986. After living and working in Manchester for many years, he came to public attention in 2000, with an exhibition “Urban Panoramas” at the newly opened Lowry arts centre in Salford. In 2006 he exhibited “From Manchester to Shanghai” at Manchester Art Gallery, and was the subject of a 30 minute documentary on BBC NW, “A Picture of Manchester.”

“Thawing Snow, Match Day” 2015 Oil on Board 24x36 ins

My hometown of Burnley on the day of a football match. Crowds are starting to head towards the ground, many visiting the chip shop on the right of the painting en route. It’s winter and it’s been snowing. The sun has now appeared and is reflecting off the parked cars and the slate roofs and the streets are glistening with melting snow. Light, colour and reflections – characteristic of a lot of my work.

Of all the famous old Lancashire football clubs - the current incarnation of Lancashire that is - Burnley are the only team currently playing at the highest level - The Premier League. A small team from a small town with a small budget, defying the odds through shrewd stewardship and a truly remarkable manager in Sean Dyche. It’s a modern-day football fairy tale.

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Odeon and Oxford Street 2004

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Here's a painting of the old Odeon cinema in central Manchester.. It's a very typical subject for me. A city at night. Manchester in the rain. Lights reflected off wet streets. Sadly the cinema is no more. One of the victims of a huge transformation of the city centre, as a recently low level metropolis begins to reach for the sky.