Belgium: Art Nouveau and its ivory elephant in the room

art nouveau details on 1901 maison saint-cyr brussels
Illustration of a colorful building with a unique boat feature, designed for a Belgian postage stamp, labeled with 'BELGIE' and 'F. SMET-VERHAS antwerpen-ans.'

Above: Ornate art nouveau details on the 1901 facade of Maison Saint-Cyr designed by architect Gustave Strauven (1878-1919) in Brussels.

I do not want to miss a good chance of getting us a slice of this magnificent African cake.”

King Leopold II of Belgium (1835-1909)

With its sensual plant motifs and curvilinear features softening the severity of brick buildings, for me, Art Nouveau always represented a bit of a whimsical revolt against the expected. The elevation of crafts in design refreshing after classical rigidity, similar to women beginning to abandon their whalebone corsets. Basically, encountering art nouveau always makes me smile. And Belgium is regarded as its birthplace.

In 1884, the silver-tongued King Leopold II (1835-1909) managed to convince the leaders of a 14-nation conference in Berlin that he, individually, should be trusted to manage the civilization of the Congo and to prevent expansion of the slave trade. Maybe it was simply a matter of semantics: slave trade is not the same as forced labor?

Despite bestowing the name for the vast territory of The Congo Free State, King Leopold allowed his new fiefdom no free trade. All exports from the Congo were required to pass through his trading companies. Essentially, a personal monopoly controlling incredible resources, and, perfect timing, with rubber suddenly in high demand.

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Postcard from London, England: Who lies amongst the trees of Kensal Green?

A vintage postage stamp featuring an illustration related to Charles Dickens, depicting a scene with children and a caregiver, and text indicating his lifespan (1812/1870) and name.

Above: A field in Kensal Green Cemetery, 2023.

The memories which peaceful country scenes call up, are not of this world, nor of its thoughts and hopes. Their gentle influence may teach us how to weave fresh garlands for the graves of those we loved: may purify our thoughts, and bear down before it old enmity and hatred….”

Oliver Twist, Charles Dickens (1812-1870), 1838

Wandering amongst the quarter-million souls resting amongst the bucolic 72 acres of The General Cemetery of All Souls, Kensal Green, you absorb a sense of peace from the surroundings. Inspired by Pere Lachaise in Paris, the design incorporates multiple broad pathways and lush landscaping. Opened in 1833, this privately run graveyard was once the fashionable spot to be buried – some 650 titled nobles rest there.

Every direction we looked, there were headstones for those of note and those of more humble backgrounds. But all with stories. I longed to read them all, to grasp snippets of the lives they led. Given their age, many of their resting places are unapproachable, dangerously sunken or knocked out of kilter by the roots of the trees that shade them. Taphophile, yes, but I have no desire to plunge down into a grave, forced to embrace its skeletal contents.

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Postcard from Guadalajara, Mexico: The anguish of man battling oppression

A postage stamp commemorating the 175th anniversary of the death of Miguel Hidalgo, featuring an artistic depiction by J.C. Orozco. The design showcases Hidalgo in a dramatic pose, with vivid colors and expressive details.

Above: Rotating views of Jose Clemente Orozco’s “Man of Fire” fresco in the dome of Instituto Cultural Cabanas, 1937-1939

An artist is a freedom fighter, fighting for the liberation of the human spirit.”

Jose Clemente Orozco (1883-1949)

At the age of 20, Orozco was in the process of prepping fireworks, when: Boom! He delayed treatment, and gangrene gained hold of his wound. So, his left hand had to be removed, a tragedy that spared him from being drafted into the trenches of the Mexican Revolution.

But the artist did not stand idly as history unfolded; he honed art as his weapon. His art evolved into something stark, dark and boldly modern. His offensive was against all and any institutions that kept the common man in a state of poverty – art meant to shame the rich and privileged and inspire the poor.

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