|The Weary Waste of Snow Joseph Farquharson|
|Strayed Sheep (1852) W Holman Hunt|
Mr Walker kindly drew my attention to the genre of 'lovely, bleak Scotland' and Mr Farquharson did some cracking Scottish pictures, including a rather fetching selfie...
|Self Portrait (1882) Joseph Farquharson|
It strikes me that the Victorian period also sowed the seeds for a less useful view of Scotland. Until the 19th century, it would be easy to argue that Scotland was our intellectual superior. It was involved politically and intellectually in Europe and the world stage. Scotland's involvement in the eighteenth century Enlightenment was impressive, and its part in Tudor politics was forceful and active. By the time that we reach the Victorians, we have a conflicting image of a proud past and a present where the people are seen like the favourite 'children' of the Queen. It becomes a place to go to escape modern life, to get back to nature among more primitive people. The wonderful thing about Scotland becomes how flash it makes England look. No wonder they want their independence.
Anyway, stay warm and try not to wander off before tomorrow. The gulls are always waiting. Or something.
See you tomorrow.