Tuesday, 27 December 2011

Groaning Boards



Consuming Passions: The Anthropology of Eating
Peter Farb & George Armelagos
Washington Square Press
New York 1983

On the inside front cover is a sticker 'From the library of Angela Carter.' I would love to do a product recall project and reunite all her library books. Any Amount of Books on Charing Cross Road bought her library a while ago in auction and has gradually been selling them off. The odd title can still be found on their shelves.

The following excepts are from the topical chapter on 'The Feast and the Gift.'

'As societies grow more complex, the privilege of levying taxes, rents and tributes from those of lower status is accompanied by the privilege of eating very much better than the great mass of the population. In medieval England the table of nobles were so laden with every sort of food that they became known as 'groaning boards,' and a knight might put away a dozen dishes in a single sitting. The menus for royal banquets in the fifteenth century list as many as forty dishes, although it was considered proper merely to sample rather than gorge on them. The purposes of the these opulent feasts were social and political, a display of the control a noble had over both people and sources of supply... Serving food in an important household was an avenue of social and political advancement; most of the knights of the medieval courts began their careers in this way. Each server had his own title and rank. The most exalted was the carver, who was expert in the use of an extraordinary number of butchering utensils, along with technical terms and social rules. He had to know, for example, that only the left wing of the capon was suitable for the lord and that the kidney of a fawn was the delicacy served first. The panter was schooled in the the use of a variety of knives, such as the one for the smoothing the edges of trenchers, hard squares of bread that served as plates upon which meat was heaped (whence the word 'trencherman' to describe a hearty eater). The butler had responsibility for the butts or casks of wine and ale.'


'When the Arctic explorer Peter Freuchen was given meat by Eskimos with whom he had been living he thanked them, as he had been trained to do at home. An old man promptly corrected him:

You must not thank for your meat; it is your right to get parts. In this country, nobody wishes to be dependent on others. Therefore, there is nobody who gives or gets gifts, for thereby you become dependent. With gifts you make slaves just as with whips you make dogs.

Thanking anyone for food is a serious breach of etiquette among hunter-gatherers because it implies both that the giver is not generous as a matter of course and that he is not a good enough hunter to afford to give away meat. More important, by his thanks the recipient seems to deny the obligation to repay at a later date. A hunter shares because that is the appropriate thing to do in his society; he later expects to receive and that is his right. The well-brought up recipient in hunter-gatherer society praises the giver for hunting prowess, never for his generosity.'

Wednesday, 14 December 2011

Mr Hotfoot Jackson

Mr Hotfoot Jackson
Sybil Leek
Frederick Muller Limited
London, 1965

Another one of those true life animal titles I adore. Half way through reading about this jazz loving jackdaw, and just when you think the book can't get any stranger, a film producer gets in touch hoping to make a film about witchcraft in the New Forest - Sybil reveals that she is in fact a witch and Mr Hotfoot Jackson once attended a coven with her.


Musical Spies

Japanese Music and Musical Instruments
William P. Malm
Richard E Tuttle Company
Tokyo, 1959


A fascinating title with many curious illustrations.





Caption: The Ainu natives of northern Japan create strange effects by singing into each other's mouths.



Caption: The Komuso musician was originally a musical spy, his identity hidden in his basket hat.


Saving Clevedon's Secondhand Bookstore

A heartwarming story from the money pages of The Guardian 10/12/11

Clevedon Books, a secondhand bookstore in the seaside town of Clevedon, North Somerset, was to close after 14 years of trading until local people stepped in to save it. The shop has now been set up as a not-for-profit co-operative and is currently issuing a minimum of 10 shares at £1 each. 200 people have signed up already. There are plans to expand the shop, arrange author visits, offer book repair workshops...

The share offer closes 31 December 2011. To become a member visit:
clevedoncommunitybookshop.coop

Thursday, 1 December 2011

So There in Number Eighteen



PARLOUR NO. 20
SO THERE IN NUMBER EIGHTEEN

JO ADDISON
RAY ANDREWS
NEIL KEITH BAKER
SAM BROWN
CAROLINE JUPP
ANDY PARKER
SARAH PETTITT

OPENING RECEPTION
SATURDAY DECEMBER 10, 2011, 6 - 9 PM

BY APPOINTMENT
SUNDAY DECEMBER 11, 2011, 12 - 6 PM

HOME OF SUSIE CLARK
18 RUGBY STREET, LONDON WC1N 3QZ

R.S.V.P.
parlourinfo@gmail.com

So there in Number Eighteen – the first line of Ted Hughes’ poem about this house. In contrast to the memorialised house and inhabitants of the poem, these seven artists point towards something more present and continuous, to life in number eighteen as it is now.


So there in Number Eighteen is Parlour's first exhibition in the United Kingdom, curated and hosted by Susie Clark in the house she shares with friends in Bloomsbury, London.
Parlour is a nomadic curatorial project started in 2008 that presents weekend-long exhibitions in private homes. Its impetus is to showcase the work of contemporary artists in a unique and dynamic setting. Though most exhibitions have been based in New York City, Parlour is slowly expanding its programming to include shows in different cities throughout the country and around the world.