Folly is an endless maze, tangled roots perplex her ways.
Blake
3.01.2007
Folly history bristles (as it should) with thorny queries. Just as no one can account for the ninteenth - century revival of interest in tilting (Sir Walter's Disease; said Mark Twain), no one really knows why a certain man will devote twenty years to surfacing he house with crockery shards and teapot lids; no one can fully share the squires impulse to retire to his own Toad Hall, or somebody's longing for a battlemented bicycle shed at the bottom of his garden, or something very nasty to gothicize his woodshed.
Page 11, Follies, Ed Sir Hugh Casson.
Page 11, Follies, Ed Sir Hugh Casson.
There are many 'borderline' follies, for the simple reason that no all-embracing definition of a folly exists. Follyhood has to be felt as well as seen.
Page 8, Follies, Ed Sir Hugh Casson.
Painting by Paul Brason
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Page 8, Follies, Ed Sir Hugh Casson.
Painting by Paul Brason
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Let nobody please bother to ask 'What is it for?' For to that question there is only one answer. The mark of a true folly is that it was errected simply to satisfy and give pleasure to it's builder and to use Sansovino's words 'greatly surprize the stranger'. There could be not better aim or epitaph for any buildings, nor, for any publication.
Foreword, Follies, Ed Sir Hugh Casson.
Foreword, Follies, Ed Sir Hugh Casson.
“Influence is a sufficiently difficult word to use of professionals, who, one can be reasonably certain, do see another’s work. But with follies, everything is so unsure; Vanbrugh, Hawksmoor and Kent built some of the very earliest follies, and then the amateurs largely took over, and who knows what they saw and worked for, with whose aid and how; it is easy to oversimplify, and follies are by no means simple but the result of many fuddled ‘influences’.”
Mrs Selwyn was frequently away on her travels for weeks at a time, or was about her business, seeing to the numerous flats she let in town and in nearby villages. As long as the weather permitted, Dr Selwyn liked to be out of doors, and especially in the flint-built hermitage in a remote corner of the garden, which he called his folly and which he had furnished with the essentials.
Page 10, The Emigrants, W.G. Sebald.
Page 10, The Emigrants, W.G. Sebald.
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