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YOUSOUPOFF

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this  story -from the archives:

I am sadly behind on everything this task, the other task & of course the big task of work- along with having been under the weather for about three weeks- I thought this post might be to your pleasure if you have not read it.





 
YOUSOUPOFF in Boyar costume for a Court Ball-described as one of the most beautiful men in Europe

Prince Felix YOUSOUPOFF best known, or perhaps infamously known for killing Rasputin in 1916, at the age of 28. Y. along with other Russian nobles, was convinced Rasputin was responsible for the failing House of Romanov. According to Y., he could sing and play the guitar like a gypsy and that is what lured Rasputin to his "house" as he refers to the Y. Palace. After cyanide poisoning, three shots and his eventual death by drowning- Rasputin was dead. YOUSOUPOFF would forever live out his life as the man who gave Rasputin his last rites saying: "Gregory Efimovitch, you would do well to look at this crucifix and say a prayer."


 
Scene of the crime~ 
Yusupov Palace-Y. and his wife Irina were the last of the Yusupov's to live in the Palace



 



YOUSOUPOFF had admittedly led a flamboyant life described in his autobiography- spending time with Gypsy bands and cross dressing. Y. said "he was then as rich as the Czar." After the murder of Rasputin, YOUSOUPOFF was held under house arrest and when the Czar abdicated, Y. returned to the Palace to retrieve jewelery and two paintings by Rembrandt- proceeds from the sale sustained his family in exile.



the Palace's Private Theatre


A Palace Gallery


In 1965 the then Editor-in Chief of French Vogue, Edmonde Charles-Roux, conducted an interview with the Prince in his small Paris house, once a stable, where now, "living is turned into art." A flower filled courtyard, with a Beware of the Dog warning is deceiving and the author reveals the dog to be a pug. No reputation as a saint, Y. and his wife Irina always lived happily together for almost 50 years.



YOUSOUPOFF at the time of the article's writing



The Living Room- wall lined with family portraits




 
Salon in the Yosopov -
note the portrait that hangs in both the 1965 Y. room and in the current Y. Palace

 

The author of the article is thoroughly charmed by the Prince. During their sitting, Y. had a way of carrying his guest off to a cottage, a dacha, a desert tent- a gallop through family history. He even speaks about his well known reputation of healing powers. " No one has ever seen me sad. In the worst periods of exile, I've always been light hearted and confident. I have Faith. I always have had." In contradiction to this statement are the YOUSOUPOFF art works.

What is most fascinating is the art revealed in the magazine's pages, Grotesques ,YOUSOUPOFF painted in 1929 on the island of Corsica. This would have been 13 years after the murder of Rasputin. One can not help but find them haunting, alarming, and in light of the events behind the eyes of the artist- gripping.


Quoting from the article:

YOUSOUPOFF: " I was taken at that time with an irresistible desire to draw. Until then it was my wife, Irina, who drew with much talent and imagination figures out of a dream: faces with immense eyes that seemed to belong to an unknown world. It is unquestionable that I began my drawings under the influence of my wife's work. I gave myself up to painting as if under a spell. But what I created were visions from a nigthmare rather than creatures from a dream. I, who love only beauty in all its forms, could create only monsters. One might have said that a maleficent power, hidden in me, tried to express itself and guided my hand."

"My work was accomplished, in a way, outside of myself. I never knew what I was going to do. What I did always turned out to be grotesques or deformed creatures related to those who haunted the imaginations of certain artists in the Middle Ages. One day I stopped drawing as suddenly as I had started. The last drawing might have been a portrait of Satan."



(obviously the painting referred to as Satan by YOUSOUPOFF)





"Since that short period I have not only lost the taste for drawing but the desire. To save my life I could not do it again." (Y.)






The color in the YOUSOUPOFF paintings is true to Russia. Look at the rooms of the restored Y. Palace, even the colorful Russian dacha. The images also hold- decidedly-the look of the Russian Icon
, both in it's formal composition and use of color. COLOR in the Icon is used for its emotional and symbolic content-rather than an accurate representation of color. Kandinsky- the ultimate intellectual abstract artist and a Russian, wrote Concerning the Spiritual in Art(1912) and drew its concepts from the Icon and the Russian provinces. BLUE for both Kandinsky and the Icon painter were the most spiritual, perhaps for YOUSOUPOFF as well. The works- YOUSOUPOFF offered no explanation of- other than those presented in the 1965 article. Many come to mind- maybe too uncertain, too complex or too painful for him to speak about. Whatever, the artist and the observer are left with the images- mesmerizing, haunting and powerful.


YOUSOUPOFF: " All the professionals to whom I have shown these bizarre works have been astonished at the technique which, they said, could normally have been attained only after years of study. Before this period of frenetic production I had never held a pencil or a brush in my hand."






"I, who love only beauty in all its forms, could create only monsters" (Y.)




"Life is a gift...I have no regrets." (Y.)

Yusupov died in Paris in 1967.



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more MRS POST

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If only I could finish that thought- About Mrs Post, amongst other things. This may be part of the problem, too many thoughts-not enough time. But I continue to think about Mrs Marjorie Merriweather Post. Her HILLWOOD home is vast- a mansion, yet the house is approachable. I believe it is the innate personal Post charm that resonates throughout the rooms that gives me that sense.

She adored entertaining and hosting guests- She was house proud. You may say- well of course- Yet many collectors will collect to say I collect. For Mrs. Post, it was a passion that drove her to study , to acquire, to discern. She reveled in giving the Tour. Her hope was to create a living museum of a private nature.She must be pleased.

Mrs.Post surveys the table of the dining room at HILLWOOD. 
(from the pages of LIFE MAGAZINE)

THE TOUR HIGHLIGHTS-  but by No means everything I saw.

On the day I toured HILLWOOD the magnificent marble table that once graced her MAR A LAGO home was unadorned with fine linens and stood in dominance in the DINING ROOM. The table came to HILLWOOD after Mrs. Post's death, as stipulated in her will (foresight, MRS POST, indeed). Architect Joseph Urban helped with the design of the table- supervising Mrs. Post's commission from the Opificio delle Petre Dure in Florence, 1927. Seeing the opulent hardstone mosaic top on view was an unexpected highlight! Read a 2003 article in the MAGAZINE ANTIQUES about the saga of the more that 15 foot long Marble table here. The article by Rachel Layton Elwes tells the story with a glorious description of the table's top.(March 2003)

an example of  pietre dure

On to the kitchen. Yes, the HILLWOOD Kitchen quite took me by surprise. As I mentioned in my earlier HILLWOOD posting-I always look about on these tours for real details that can be translated in today's world. It may be odd to wax about the "kitchen at HILLWOOD" but I protest.

from LIFE

Take a Look-( of course the fine ladies were not present ) To me it was just perfection-if- I were to have a perfect kitchen. It is all beautiful, functional- and simple. The detailing on the linoleum floors alone constitutes a minor work of art- in short, some craftsman's own pietre dure. From all the best of 1950's design!


from LIFE

In 1937, Mrs. Post's husband, Joseph E. Davies, was appointed second United States ambassador to the Soviet Union, making the move to Moscow, where MMP immersed herself in Russia’s artistic culture & began collecting Russian  objects- religious & fine and decorative arts. Here in the aftermath with the cold shadow of Russia's Revolution, Mrs. Post devoured all that Russia offered and established the major part of her collection.

Mrs Post Davies & Mr.

How can one can begin to describe the treasures of the Russian Liturgical Room? I am only a mortal- I leave the task to some other more worthy mortal or to the gods, saints, and martyrs. Let me just say it is FULL- here- the gold chalice commissioned by Catherine the Great as a part of a communion set for a Saint Petersburg monastery, a pair of 16th century doors from an iconostatis (icon screen). What caught my eye? What couldn't I take my eyes off of- I should say-the vestments-ornate robes of metallic brocade worn by priests of the Russian Orthodox Church. Mrs. Post selected from vast stacks and stacks of vestments in commission shops-awaiting the fire to recover their gold and silver threads. Mrs. Post was a savior. One of the brocades was so extraordinary, I was very distracted by all thechatter about that gold chalice.

Of course the vestments looked nothing like this-but nothing I have found to show you devoted ones-looks remotely like MMP's collection of vestments. Nothing. It would be sacrilege to show something less inspiring- So here is the most heavenly Christian Lacroix gown- the pies de resistance from his last Couture Collection Fall 2009. It inspires devotion.
image from Style.com


The Russian Porcelain Room was smaller than- size wise-but packed otherwise-with intricate incredible porcelains. I have to say porcelains for the most part allude my finer sensibilities. Mrs.Post was crazy over it-as witnessed by the beautifully built cabinets where the delicate and vast porcelains are enshrined.

from Christies A porcelain dish from the Service of the Order of St George by the Gardner Porcelain Factory, Moscow, period of Catherine II, 1777-1778-like those seen in Mrs. Post's Russian Porcelain Room. This one to my eye the most lovely.


So many rooms to see, NOW back to the Entry- marvelous. The staircase portraits are of Russian royals with a huge portrait of Catherine the Great reigning over them all. I can not tell you the comments from one fellow "tourist"-but here, as we paused on the staircase it went something like- Now who was she married to? & on to something like Maiden names, etc.etc-thankfully the words MRS. Romanov didn't come next-but I was honestly expecting it.





Mrs. Post's Bedroom is pure French-Louis XVI in every way. A table case in the room is filled with precious bloodstone objects-Mrs. Post's birthstone. Again, though opulent-the room seems to be personal. She filled them with her things- they were not museum rooms and none of the rooms take on that feeling.
This bloodstone table box in gilded framework is from the Hermitage


Just beyond the bedroom is a gorgeous silver and pale blue Dressing Room. The wall are filled with family portrait photographs in beautiful frames. There was no- matching of frames with all the family photographs here. Mrs Post must have selected the frames or received them as gifts- mother of pearl, intricate inlay, mirrored, eglomise- all lining the walls with portraits of daughters, especially her glamorous movie star daughter Dina Merrill- one by Milton Green, with Dina posing in an Estevez black gown the photo-a tribute to the Sargent painting-MADAME X.

 
Originally published in LIFE in 1960
from NYSD  

Another room where Mrs. Post showed off many personal photographs was the First Floor Library. The library  was a room where Mrs. Post spent time with an intimate group of friends & family. An English-style paneled room with 18th century carved English pine, this is one of the prettiest rooms in the mansion. One I would really love in a home of my own. It is warm, personal and displayed her photographs in Cartier and Caldwell frames. For me, seeing this room ends the on again- off again topic of - do you or don't you display personal photographs in rooms- other than bedrooms or the like? YES, if Mrs. Post did it- go ahead. I do. It is truly ridiculous to set up rules that might have applied to decorating and design in some terribly staid book about the subject written years ago-or worse in the recent boat load of  decorator  how to decorating books. Why deprive yourself of the faces of loved ones? How often do you have a photography crew from HB or Elle Decor popping in to shoot for their next magazine?

 image from HILLWOOD MUSEUM & GARDENS

One of my favourite rooms was the PAVILION. I could easily imagine the lingering fragrance of Russian ambergris. This is a beautifully arranged large room encircled with heavy latticed moldings, pretty small French chairs and French settees with small tables extending from the arm- designed for setting after dinner drinks. This is the room that evoked the age of the last Romanovs. So much opulence, such a display of wealth, the color and the mood-blacks, mauves, lilacs- all dusted with a powdery sugar coating away from reality-but beautiful. Here-the Romanovs gather in personal photographs placed on a piano, Russian portraits, along with monumental Russian urns, Russian paintings & Russian ivory.


The Pavilion holds the massive Konstantin Makovskii painting A Boyar Wedding Feast. The work, painted in 1883, depicts Old Russia of the Boyar class uniting two influential Moscovy Boyar families. The painting -at first glance- is romantic, extravagant, ebullient- a second look reveals a miserable bride,the oblivious resigned faces of the women and the leering faces of the Boyar men.  As an aside- I dated a first generation Russian for a bit- and he could easily step right in to that painting ( just there seated left of the bearded man raising a goblet).


Another painting in the Pavilion, Portrait of Countess Samoilova (1832-1834), was painted by Karl Briullov. Another story book portrait, at over 9 feet, the beautiful Countess is depicted with her young foster daughter and a servant. Dressed in the height of Paris fashion, Julia Samoilova entertained royals, revolutionaries, ruffians- incurred the Tsar's wrath-her story reads very differently from the lovely lady depicted in the portrait. Read indept about the artist and the Countess here in Apollo Magazine.


Last, but not least by any means, as I left the Pavilion ,Mrs. Post's collection of ivory stopped me. Though not highlighted by the docent, the collection is stunning- and I am guessing Russian in origin. I remember them as something like this.

Here from 1st dibs & Florian Papp is a early 19th century Russian Ivory filigree mounted octagonal box.


In reality though my own thoughts are full of Russian romanticism, Mrs. Post used the room to entertain large parties, to view movies and for the occassional square dance. It is nice to note that Mrs. Post treated her staff to the cinema when films were screeened,creating seating for them in the balcony area.

After the Pavilion- I seem to have been lost in Russia- everything else paled in comparison.

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