Back in August 2012 I did a post on H.W. Bunbury and I think it is worth repeating it in context of an exhibition which is on at Moyse’s Hall Museum in Bury St Edmunds. It links in with a talk being given by historian Tim Clayton on 26th July about this splendid caricaturist. Tickets are, I believe, £6.00 for the talk, which needs to be pre-booked, but the actual exhibition is open to all. (I think tickets are normally £4 with a concessionary rate of £2 for old fogies like me). The exhibition is on until September.
My original piece on Bunbury was as follows:
Oscar Wilde, in The Importance of being Earnest, extols the benefits of having a Bunbury, but I wonder how real life Bunbury’s reacted to hearing that their name was synonymous with a “fictitious excuse for making a visit or avoiding an obligation” (O.E.D)?
One Bunbury who I suspect might have been amused was the lovely Henry William Bunbury, born in 1750. His father was the 5th Baronet (Sir William Bunbury of Mildenhall, Suffolk) so he can be said to have been born with a silver spoon in his mouth (if not with a whole canteen of silverware).
After completing his studies at Cambridge University (St. Catherines College) he began to draw caricatures and other comic subjects, the first of which were etched and published in 1771. Not for him the scatological, virulent political satire of Gillray or even Thomas Rowlandson (who was a close friend of his) – more a gentle dig at the world and its foibles. Many of his friends were the subject of his gentle satire and remained on good terms with him because they could see that no malice was intended.
“The Breakfast, Symptoms of Drowsiness” shows the hounds eager to go a-hunting while their masters seem reluctant to leave the dinner table… I use this slide in my talks on “Food and Drink in the Eighteenth Century” as it seems to say so much about the eating habits of the aristocracy of the time.
“Me, my wife and my Daughter”
He was a good artist – he exhibited at least once at the Royal Academy, and did the usual Grand Tour on the continent before coming back to England to try his hand at a spot of soldiering. He was captain of the West Suffolk Militia, and used his artistic talents to record their activities and in particular their horsemanship.
He enjoyed the patronage of the Frederick, Duke of York (he was appointed his Equerry in 1787) and was an adept mover through the fashionable salons of London Society. He was Groom of the Bedchamber to one of the younger royals, and was generally well-liked and highly successful with his drawings, many of which were adapted as etchings by Rowlandson.
(Why do caricaturists always like making fun of dentists – and tooth ache?)
He was particularly liked for his series entitled A Long Minuet as Danced at Bath published in 1787. The finished engraving was printed on a piece of paper five feet long, and consisted of a comic-strip of dancing couples, some elegant, some ungainly, as they minuet across the pages. It is presumably this paper roll which Bunbury is shown holding in the portrait (by Thomas Lawrence) at the start of this blog. This is probably a sketch for one of the scenes:
Pictures of riders were a favourite of Bunbury and in the same year (1787) he decided to have printed “An Academy for Grown Horsemen, containing the completest instructions for walking, trotting, cantering, galloping, stumbling and tumbling. Illustrated with copper plates, and adorned with a portrait of the Author.” He chose to do this under a pseudonym, namely “Geoffrey Gambado”. I find his pictures charming, warm, and beautifully observed.
Origin of the gout….
Bunbury’s picture of men playing billiards is another I use as a slide – in my talk on Entertainment in the Georgian era.
As a twenty one year old Bunbury had married Catherine, the daughter of Captain Kane William Horneck, and Catherine bore him two sons. He died on 7 May 1811. He will never be as famous as Hogarth or Gillray, but his gentle poking of fun at the world around him is a real pleasure to see.
If you get the chance do go and see the exhibition at Moyse’s Hall Museum – I think that you will be in for a treat.