Showing posts with label Sir John Ninian Comper. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sir John Ninian Comper. Show all posts

Wednesday, 17 December 2025

City of London II


       From St Mary Woolnoth I walked down Lombard St hoping to get into St Edmund.  It was sadly closed, so I thought I'd shuffle over to Leadenhall Market.  The photograph below is of the main entrance of 24-28 Lombard St of 1910, by Gunton & Gunton (?) opposite to St Edmund's.  The other two photos are of the side elevation of The Royal Exchange, by Sir William Tite.





     From Cornhill and for the first time in decades I took a London bus. intending to get off at Chancery Lane, but instead got off at Holborn Circus - one those half-hearted English attempts - like Corporation St in Birmingham - at some Parisian urbanism.  One of those non-places that now haunt the cities and larger towns of Britain.  A desultory and unforgiveable piece of work by the planners.  

     Just by the viaduct is another Wren church, St Andrew's Holborn.  It was not destroyed in the Great Fire, but is a rebuilding of the Medieval church some twenty years later (the tower is partially Late Gothic).  A large church - Wren's largest (?) - basilican in plan with short projecting chancel.  Fine plasterwork in the spandrels above the gallery arcade, somewhere between Mannerism and the Baroque. In the 18th century stained glass depicting the Last Supper and the Resurrection, by Joshua Price, was inserted into the e window and the panels on either side were painted with saints.  Restoration in the 1870s by Teulon, of all people, removed the organ case.  After the War it was restored by Seely and Paget.  Recent work by DaeWhaKang won award a RIBA award, not entirely sure why. Baptistry left feeling abandoned and unloved (and very cold).
     In all rather worldly.  Lacking perhaps the (mild) mystery of both St Mary-le-Bow and St Mary Woolnoth.

     The High Tory Henry Sacheverell was rector here in the 18th century.








     A walk up Holborn followed.  A rather work-a-day bit of London, but with some interesting architecture: the half-timbered Staple Inn, and almost opposite Alfred Waterhouse's blood red Holborn Bars (aka Prudential Assurance Building).  Extraordinary Gothic Revival building 1876-1901.  Very Northern - would not be out of place in Hamburg or Lübeck.



 Diversion up Brooke St to St Albans Holborn.  And - delight - the church was open.  It was my first visit. Originally built by William Butterfield.  Slum parish with extreme liturgical experimentation. Eventually one of the most richly furnished Victorian churches in London, filled with work by the likes of Bodley and Comper.  It must have been very atmospheric and quite overwhelming.  All that survives of that are Butterfield's immense w tower, and fragments of Comper's Stanton Chantry.  The church, as rebuilt by Adrian Gilbert Scott, is a variation of George Frederick Bodley's church of St Augustine in Pendlebury, Greater Manchester.  It's not at all bad, but the design bears no relationship to what Butterfield built.  Still, shadowy and mysterious.  And that's half the battle.

    The vast mural on the e wall of the chancel is the work of the artist and sculptor Hans Feibusch (1898-1988).






      

Friday, 2 May 2025

Sir John Ninian Comper V:

     'Oh, No!  Not more about bloody Ely cathedral!  Hasn't he done it to death?' I hear you all cry.  Well, tough! says I.  This is just a short post on the work of Sir J N Comper (beloved of this parish) in the cathedral.  In the 1930s Comper was commissioned to decorate the fantastical chantry chapel of Bishop West, and so bring it back into liturgical use for the first time since the Reformation.  Comper provided  stained glass, and an 'English Altar', reredos, and altar hangings, all in his late 'Unity by Inclusion' style.  I think the stained glass and the riddel posts (which are of wrought iron) etc are superb, as are the altar hangings, but the reredos sadly is not.  It is too weak for its position, not being strong enough to withstand the visual onslaught of a large e window.  Something sculptural would have been better, perhaps.  Pevsner disliked it, and I have to agree.







Tuesday, 22 April 2025

Ely Cathedral: The Interior


"....the inside has the greatest variety and neatness in the works; there are two Chappels most exactly carved in stone all sorts of figures cherubims and gilt and painted in some parts; the roof of one Chappel most delicately carved and hung down in great points all about the church; the pillars are carv'd and painted with the history of the Bible and description of Christ's miracles, the lanthorn in the quire is vastly high and delicately painted, and fine carv'd work all of wood...."


     The interior, as you can imagine, is vast and like any Medieval cathedral not immediately or easily comprehended. It is akin to a mystery.  A place to be experienced, in the which the visitor participates in the unfolding of that mystery.   It is, also, not easily written about.  I have found this post a struggle - how does one write about something so big and so complex?

     I will start as any paying visitor does with interior of the w porch.  As big as some parish churches - Early English influenced by the choir of Lincoln cathedral. Quadripartite vaulting. Arcading very elegant in contrast to the general heft of the structure.  The doors into the cathedral are by George Gilbert Scott - lots of scrolling ironwork.

     Through the wicket door the visitor steps into a sublimely vertiginous space - the lantern of the w tower.  It is almost overwhelming, but one feels, however, the absence of that missing nw transept.  The space is out of kilter.  That great blank wall filling the north tower arch somehow oppressive. The w wall of remaining transept is as highly decorated as the exterior.  There is no room for mural painting.  Architecture, even at this stage, has become its own decoration.  In the 1840s, before Sir George Gilbert Scott undertook his mammoth restoration of the cathedral, Professor Robert Willis (1800-1875) restored the transept - the ceilings of both it and the tower are his and he rebuilt St Catherine's chapel from near ruin.  Since the mid-19th century, the transept has been used as a baptistry, though the font looks bereft without a substantial cover.  Wondering since what, if any, was the original liturgical purpose of the w transept?  And another question while we're at it: has it ever been proposed to rebuild the nw transept?

     Ahead lies the immense Romanesque nave.  Its height (over 90ft) makes it feel a little narrow.  (It's at this moment that the critics suddenly invoke a French influence.  They do the same at Beverley.)  All is light, however, and there is a sense of expansion, of release to walk into this vast space.  A serene space.  The architecture mightily impressive and austere with little in the way of carved detail.  The high wooden ceiling was decorated in the 19th century by Henry Styleman Le Strange and completed, after his death, by Thomas Gambier Parry.  It is based on the early 12th century nave ceiling in the former monastic church of St Michael, Hildersheim, Germany.  The shape is just perfect, a flat ceiling, like, say, the one spanning the nave at St Albans would be inappropriate, deadening.  The aisles, I should add here, are groin vaulted, rather cave-like.  In the s aisle of nave are two outstanding Norman doorways that gave access the cloisters.  From the west, they are 'The Prior's Door' and 'The Monk's Door'.  In sharp contrast to the implacable architecture around them they are richly and intricately sculpted; the tympanum of the former, for instance, contains a Pantocrator.  How did it ever survive the rigors of the Reformation?  Little in the way of furnishings now but in the Middle Ages two screens would have stretched across the far end bays of the nave; firstly, a rood screen, and behind that, guarding the monks quire, a stone pulpitum.  The altar before the Rood also served as a parochial altar until a separate parish church, likewise dedicated to the Holy Cross, was built on Holy Cross Green adjoining the cathedral.  At the Reformation this church was demolished and the congregation moved into the Lady Chapel which was re-dedicated as the Church of the Holy Trinity.  The floors of the nave are, I think, Victorian.

     As Celia Fiennes wrote the 'Lanthorn of the quire is vastly high'.  It is indeed, floating over us mere mortals like an immense canopy or umbrella.  Beautiful, serene and remote.   Until James Essex re-ordered the interior in 1770 the choir ran e-w through this space within a high-walled stone enclosure.  In many ways such an arrangement seems odd to us.  We see the Octagon as a centralising space, so much so that it now contains a central altar as though it was some ideal church from the Renaissance, and there are historians and critics who see it as 'classical' in concept.  Under the influence of Bishop Mawson and James Bentham, James Essex essentially moved the choir and sanctuary eastward, to the Presbytery of Bishop Northwold, the High Altar coming to rest against the e wall of the cathedral, though the idea for such a radical liturgical re-ordering came a hundred years before from Bishop Gunning. Writing in 1848, just as Scott was beginning his work on the cathedral, John William Hewett did not spare anyone's blushes: 'Never was there a more ill-judged step than the removal of the choir to the east end [] to give it such stinted proportions, and for this purpose to displace some of the fine old monuments, and to hide others, to obscure the pillars and above all, to erect the miserable organ gallery which we now behold, must surely be pronounced most tasteless performances...' Indeed, a lot of harm was done in the process: the old Norman pulpitum was demolished and much damage done to the monuments.  However, it must be acknowledged that Essex's work on the fabric did ensure the building's survival.  Hewett wished to restore the choir to original position in the Octagon, but this was not to be.  Scott, in his own far reaching restoration of the mid-nineteenth century, and who undid just about all of Essex's work, merely moved the choir and sanctuary back 3 bays west to its current position.

     To the north and south of the Octagon, the transepts.  The oldest parts of the cathedral.  It was through the door in the nw corner of the n transept that pilgrims entered the church.  Their spatial experience of the interior must have been so profoundly different from ours as much of the church was simply out of bounds to them.  As at St Albans they seem to have been almost an afterthought, though they provided income enough. Flooring in the s transept, at least, yellow gaunt brick.  Aisles vaulted, late Medieval Hammerbeam roofs painted by Stephen Dykes Bower (?).  Rather good.

     At this point I entered n quire aisle and the eastern limb of the church - the quire and the presbytery.  The latter is the older - but under the under the episcopacy of Bishop Northwold; EE, based on the nave at Lincoln e.g. the tierceron vault and lavish use of Purbeck marble.  It was designed to hold the shrine of St Etheldreda.  The quire - which originally held both the choir altar and the High Altar - is even more lavish, with lierne vaults to both aisles and 'nave'. It dates from the time of Alan of Walsingham.  At some point during the Reformation the choir altar became the High Altar.  From the north aisle a covered passage leads to the Lady Chapel, but more of that remarkable building in a later post. In contrast to the nave the whole eastern limb is heavily silted up with furnishings. Elaborate Victorian marble and encaustic tile floors in around the High Altar and choir, the aisles however retain old 'rustic' flooring. 

     Finally at the far east end of both presbytery aisles are the fantastical chantry chapels of Bishops Alcock and West.  Extraordinary confections of stone. Intimate and intense.  Almost overwhelming with the profusion of architectural detailing that in a Late Gothic manner more typical of Europe obscures the logic of the architecture.  The n possesses a fine fan vault with pendant, the s a net vault, profuse with Renaissance motifs.

































Wednesday, 19 March 2025

Little St Mary, Cambridge


      I'm staying in Cambridge for a few days.  This morning I headed north to Ely on the train for my first visit to the city in some seven years, and this afternoon I headed into Cambridge city centre to Little St Mary and King's College Chapel.  A busy day, and I'm going to start with the parish church of St Mary, Fitzwilliam St. - almost opposite Pembroke College - known as Little St Mary to differentiate it from Great St Mary, the University Church.  It doesn't, as you might have expected, refer to its size.  Yes, it has no aisles or transepts, and no tower, and it is unicameral, having no architectural distinction between nave and chancel, but that single space is on a large and ample scale; with the exception of King's College Chapel and Great St Mary's, larger and grander in conception than any other medieval church in Cambridge.  Larger than some cathedral choirs in, say, Scotland or Wales.   I mention that because St Mary's is a fragment - like the chapel of Merton College Oxford, the chancel of an intended collegiate church. Built to serve Peterhouse next door (the buildings are actually connected) and it served as both parish church and college chapel until 1632, Matthew Wren (uncle of Sir Christopher Wren, if you were wondering) built the chapel at Peterhouse
     Built in the Dec style St Mary's has some very fine window tracery. The interior is vast, limewashed and light-filled, rather East Anglian in feel. It smells of stale incense, and it is a church I'm rather fond of (although these photos don't do it justice) and I've worshipped there on a couple of occasions in the past. The roof is a Victorian recreation of the original, (I think by Sir George Gilbert Scott - he restored the church 1856-7 so it seems likely.), and it works rather well, like being in an upturned boat.  Whatever was the original form there was, until that restoration, a rather fine Jacobean roof; perhaps it dated to the time of Robert Crayshaw, the priest, poet and mystic.  It is also possible to mourn the loss of the 18th century panelling, which covered the lower walls of the chancel. Half way along the length of the church is a door and recess on each side; these originally led to chantry chapels of the 'barnacle' variety.  The south one, unblocked, now leads to a Lady Chapel of the SSPP, 'Back to the Baroque', Anglo-Catholic Congress type.  The work of T H Lyon and dating from 1931. A period piece. 
     Following on from Scott senior, his son, the ill-stared George Gilbert Scott Jnr worked at St Mary's (see the reredos at the back of the church behind the font), as did Sir John Ninian Comper after him.