Friday, October 5, 2012

Capturing Inner Beauty

 Elizabeth Bowen photographed by Cecil Beaton (1943) via here

The first season of the new Upstairs Downstairs on PBS takes place in 1936 with a new family moving into the house at 165 Eaton Place.  There was a touching episode recently which included a story line about the famous photographer Cecil Beaton coming to 165 Eaton Place to do some photography.  The cook wanders into the shoot accidentally before the family arrives and Cecil Beaton photographs her and captures her inner beauty.  She receives the photo in the mail and is thrilled with the results.  She has never looked more beautiful.  I thought about that episode when I spotted this beautiful photo of the Anglo-Irish writer Elizabeth Bowen taken by Cecil Beaton.

There are writers that we carry around with us for some reason.  Maybe we read their books at an impressionable time in our lives, or maybe something about the way they lived their lives resonated with us.  Whatever it is, we find ourselves picking up biographies and memoirs about them as well as copies of their works.  Without realizing it, we have been collecting their entire body of work.  This is what has happened to me with Elizabeth Bowen.  When I saw this beautiful photo,  I realized that I have always been fond of her and actually have most of her books, even though I have only read a couple of  them and do not know very much about her life.  She was an elegant and intelligent woman who wrote many acclaimed novels and short stories.  She was born in 1899 and died in 1973.  She is the author of The Death of the Heart,  a book I read many years ago and admired for its subtlety, psychological insight, and story of a young girl searching for her place in the world.  Some of her other books are The Last SeptemberThe Heat of the Day, and The House in Paris.   She spent the last decade of her life teaching at several different American universities, including Bryn Mahr.  She was highly regarded as one of the best living writers at the time.  Can you imagine being one of her students?  I love this picture of her at Bryn Mahr.

Photo via here

Elizabeth Bowen is one of those writers who are not well known but have a loyal following.  Random House/Anchor books reissued all of her novels in paperback in 2002 and I bought as many as I could find.  Elizabeth Bowen, unlike writers such as Virginia Woolf or Katherine Mansfield who were  literary superstars, was one of the quieter luminaries in the literary firmament, steadfastly writing her books and supporting her fellow writers.  I don't know much about her (I am now going to read her biography) but suspect she was a secure and confident woman who didn't need the limelight. Her condolence letter to Leonard Woolf after the death of Virginia Woolf is touching and generous.  She wrote:

"As far a I am concerned, a great deal of the meaning seems to have gone out of the world.  She illuminated everything, and one referred the most trivial things to her in one's thoughts.  To have been allowed to know her and love her is a great thing."

 Random House/Anchor Books edition of "The Death of the Heart" 

Cecil Beaton's photo of Elizabeth Bowen conveys her inner beauty and gives her a place in the sun.  Obviously her published writing has memorialized her talent, but how many of us knew about her beauty, the way it is captured in this photograph?

Here is the opening of "The Death of the Heart," a book many people consider her best:

"That morning's ice, no more than a brittle film, had cracked and was now floating in segments.  These tapped together, or parting, left channels of dark water, down which swans in slow indignation swam.  The island stood in frozen woody brown dusk:  it was now between three and four in the afternoon.  A sort of breath from the clay, from the city outside the park, condensing, made the air unclear; through this, the trees round the lake soared frigidly up. Bronze cold of January bound the sky and the landscape; the sky was shut to the sun -- but the swans, the rims of the ice, the pallid withdrawn Regency terraces had an unnatural burnish, as though cold were light.  There is something momentous about the height of winter.  Steps rang on the bridges, and along the black walks.  This weather had set in; it would freeze harder tonight."


  1. I read my first Elizabeth Bowen this summer. Wonderful photograph.

  2. I understand that unexplained kinship with a writer. It started happening to me as well when I used to spend nearly every spare moment with my nose in a book, starting around age 6 or 7.

    This post is a lovely tribute to one of your favorites and has peaked my interest in her also. I love that first photo.

  3. Sunday, I have so enjoyed reading this post about Elizabeth Bowen. While searching the bookshops and stores in Ireland I found Elizabeth Bowen while searching for "Elzabeth's German Garden" (Elizabeth von Arnim). I picked up "The Last September", not knowing a thing about it. I have yet to open it. Now I can hardly wait.

  4. Sunday,
    For years, I taught her short story "Demon Lover" in a course with feminism as one of its topics. Students debated often whether her lover was indeed a demon, or whether the main character had descended into madness. I loved these discussions, but we never resolved the dilemma.
    Thanks for often discussing books, authors, films or Masterpiece theater. Love them all of course.

  5. I am never disappointed when I read your posts, Sunday, and I'm always inspired; never more so than with this one about Elizabeth Bowen. I knew I wanted to read her. Now I know I must.

    I love that scene with the cook and Cecil Beaton as well. You bring it to life with the photo. Thank you.

  6. I, too, have collected her books, but I haven't read them yet. Your post has inspired me to try one of them this fall. She has such a luminous beauty in the Beaton photo - it is lovely.

  7. What a lovely post, Sunday. I haven't read her in years, but this makes me want to pick her up again. Thank you for always making your blog so beautiful in every way.

  8. Sunday,

    A beautiful post about a talented and well loved author. Oddly enough, I too have several of her books that remain unread. I must go and look at them again.

    As for the photograph, it is stunning and frankly I see inner and outer beauty.

    Have a wonderful weekend, I cannot wait to hear what you have been making this Fall.

    xx Elizabeth

    1. Hi Elizabeth! Yes, I agree, she was beautiful! Speaking of cooking, last night I made Risotto with butternut squash from Barefoot Contessa and a salad with endive, pears, roquefort, and walnuts. It felt very fall. I am really enjoying following you on Pinterest! Hope you are enjoying your weekend.
      xx Sunday

  9. I have an area on my nightstand that I call the "Sunday" stack. All books you've recommended that I haven't yet read, so not retired to my bookshelf. I've been knitting and cooking so much in my spare time, that I haven't really made a dent in awhile.
    That photograph is so beautiful. Romantic and evocative.

  10. Sunday....I was so glad to see the new season of "Upstairs Downstairs" but disappointed that Eileen Aitkins whom I loved as the "Mother-in-law" last season is no longer in the series. I also missed Jean Marsh. However Heidi Thomas always heads a great series. You strongly recommend "Death of a Heart" by Elizabeth Bowen? I have only read 'The Last September", but loved it.

  11. That top photo of Elizabeth Bowen is so beautiful - I'm captivated!