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Queen V, Charles Burton Barber RA, and the cult of the pug-dog

Posted in 19th Century, Charles Burton Barber RA, Pug Rescue, Pugs, Queen Victoria on June 3, 2011 by babylonbaroque

Playing upon the theme of my last post, I thought I would explore further the Victorian cult of domesticity; most particularly all things canine.

As many of my readers know, I am unabashedly loony for dogs, I have four, would love more if the landlord would allow. The dear late Queen ( and the current ) share this passion, as did  (do) her subjects.

First stumbling upon a pug-dog, in the guise of a door stop in my Nana’s Bucks County antique shop, I was  immediately enchanted; the fascination for the breed hasn’t waned.

I blame part of my love for the breed on Her Majesty.

Although not a pug, this is a favorite image of the Queen.

after Sir William Newzam Prior Nicholson


colored woodcut

National Portrait Gallery

Part of the campaign to secure popularity for the monarchy and the Queen in particular was to stress domesticity, adding a pup or two (or four) to the vignette was of course in order.

Domestic Life of the Royal Family


National Portrait Gallery

There  were many painters of hounds, Maud Earl amongst them.

Maud Earl, 1864-1943

Although there were plenty of painters willing to capture the charms of our canine chums, none did so as effectively as Charles Burton Barber.

Charles Burton Barber

b. 1845

d. 1894

Having studied at the Royal Academy at eighteen, and exhibiting there from 1866, Barber caught the eye of the Queen, commissions ensued.

Charles Burton Barber, for the Queen



The Royal Collection

By no means limited to painting pug-dogs, I of course find myself drawn to the few well known, very sentimental depictions of the breed.

Blonde and Brunette

Barber totally captures the seductive charm of the breed, this little pup is shamelessly flirting with the viewer.

I know this behavior well.

A Monster


Again, Barber captures the downward tail, ordinarily curled in a double loop, terribly charming.

There are of course other 19th century depictions of the breed, I’m afraid I cannot identify the artist or the  title of the work that follows; I “swiped” them long ago and did not make note of the title. If you happen to have info please forward it to me.

Identified or not, they are very charming .

ca. 1915

In closing I risk the wrath of my own puglets of I fail to include them in this post.

I appreciate your indulgence.


Rose in background, Viola in the fore.

Viola left, Rose right.

I appreciate your patience, this is quite a “light weight” post, The World’s Oldest Student is mired in finals week.

I hope to improve my offerings during summer break,

Until then,

Respectfully submitted,

Babylon Baroque

Happyland in Babylon

Posted in Daisy, Pug Rescue, Stylish Blogger Award, The Great Race on February 1, 2011 by babylonbaroque

After a rather awful bout of sadness concerning the loss of my dear pug-dog Daisy, good cheer is quite welcome.

I have multiple reasons to feel heartened.

First and foremost, I thank my readers for offering their support and sympathy, it really warmed my heart.

Secondly my friend Mr. BlueHaunt of the marvelous Haunted Lamp nominated me for  a Stylish Blogger Award,

Haunted Lamp is quite a smart site, you must  check it out; I fear my own site to be less smart, but  I am flattered.

The rule such as they are entail thanking the kind blogger who suggested your site, thank you Mr. Bluehaunt.

Describe 7 things about yourself:unfortunately I’m not as interesting as what I post about.

I am a housebound spouse, married(15plus years) to quite a generous soul who takes  marvelous care of me. I am attending school for the first time after having spent a lifetime gamely trying to understand the greater world. I live for my dogs, I have four which is madness. I would like to think myself a painter but harbor terrible fears I may only be a dilettante.

Thus I blog…

One must award 10 other bloggers, which seems a bit much, I will nominate 5 I enjoy, but please check my blogroll for a broader sampling. I would also like to suggest two other blogs who have already received recognitions,  The Textile Blog ,The Great Within and Porcelains and Peacocks.

In no particular order, I suggest you check out:

Academic Nudes of the 19th Century, you can gaze upon fleshy pulchritude without shame.

2 the Walls, marvelous , smart, odd.

The Fin de Siècle, as the title suggests, but so much more, a treasure.

Tea at Trianon, a monarchist’s delight, a wise authoress, a marvelous site .

Strange Flowers, a hothouse of wonder, peek in, breathe deeply.

One must contact those who have been nominated, I will do so as soon as the stresses of the day have passed ( wine might help).

Such is the world of Stylish Bloggers!

Another great joy in my life is the addition of 2 little love bugs, Holly and Rose.

Both pug-dogs saved from the horrors of dog meat markets in South Korea, PLEASe consider signing the petition to Stop Killing the Dogs.My attachment to the little buggers has only confirmed my resolve to abstain from flesh.

Before I get all preachy, please check out the little love bugs.

Holly née Bora (purple in Korean)

The most darling little critter , full of piss ( a bit too much I’m afraid) and vinegar.

Rose, née Cory

Rose is a tripod, but please don’t let her know that!

Adoption Day

the author, top step , with Holly and Speck.

The Beloved with Rose and Buddy.

Quite a joyful day, thank you Happy Angels Rescue.

Once again, thanks for the kind words concerning Daisy, although she will never be replaced we have been offered a new opportunity to love and be loved.

I enclose a little clip of laundry day in Babylon, I lead such a glamorous life!


good night,


Post Script, my divine friend Madame Pamita who has recently introduced me to the delightful movie The Great Race reminded me of the delightful pug scene, any pug looney must check it out!

Once again, Good Night,


Daisy, an ode to joy

Posted in Daisy, Epileptic pugs, Moses, Pug Rescue, Pugs on January 17, 2011 by babylonbaroque

I lost my beloved pug -dog Daisy early Friday morning, her death was very unexpected, the angel of death struck swiftly.

I ask for my readers’ indulgence as this post will for the most part be self serving; to honor Daisy’s memory, alleviate some of the grief, and to spread the joy Daisy possessed in abundance.

I would understand perfectly if you passed over this post, but I hope you do not.

Daisy née Savannah

b. 1st of January 2004

d. 14th of January 2011, around 8:30 am

Recquiscat in Pace little girl.

Daisy entered our life when we were living in Ft.Lauderdale, the Beloved wanted a pug, I was quite content being a one pup household, Speck(aka Gooch) the adorable chihuahua brought enough joy.

Thankfully the Better Half insisted.

We located a young pup, through the  Miami based Compassionate Pug Rescue, she was  nine months old, full of vigor, and possessing this ridiculous tongue. You had to laugh.

She made quite a splash, literally, upon first meeting us, she darted outside and jumped directly into the pool. We were aghast, I jumped in fully dressed, and rescued her. I think my “valor” impressed the adoption agent, I for one was hooked on Daisy.

Daisy Pup

about 9 months old

Daisy came with the name Savannah which we did not think fitting, we easily changed the name.

Daisy also came with epilepsy, less easy to remedy.

Soon after adoption she suffered a series of seizures. Although spooky, she recovered quickly from them, seemingly oblivious to what had just happened. We tinkered with a variety of treatments, starting off with phenobarbital, which proved unsatisfactory. Our wise veterinarian suggested we give old fashioned potassium bromide a try, it was proving to be an effective treatment for epilepsy with little side effects; fortunately Daisy proved to be a successful candidate, we hadn’t experienced a seizure until her final day.

Thank you Dr.Cox.

Our seven years with Daisy were a joy, she had many moods, and aside from greed and envy, all positive:

she was playful,




and often quite lazy, being so charming was apparently quite exhausting,

We of course adored them all, even when she was naughty.

Daisy was my loyal studio companion, providing charming (if sleepy) company,

and ultimately inspiration,


oil on canvas


by the author

Daisy was not the sporty type, not given to exercise. Her notion of a hike was being carried up Runyon Canyon. Speck the chihuahua adores a good hike, Daisy preferred a nice lounge in the shade.

the author with Daisy, Speck and Buddy (off camera)

Runyon Canyon

June 2007

Aside from napping,

Daisy was quite the sport in dressing up, she may not have enjoyed the outfits, but she certainly relished the attention.


Halloween 2008

We were officially married during that brief window of opportunity,  pre Prop 8.

Daisy was of course part of the celebration. Acting as  our hostess/flower girl, she adored having the  crowd of friends and family  in our little West Hollywood condo; she had captive  fans to charm and seduce.

Ultimately all that seduction proved exhausting.

July 3rd 2008

When we moved to downtown LA, Daisy and the boys settled right in, trading in happy green West Hollywood grass for doggie park astro turf.

They didn’t seem to mind,, home was where we were.

That’s why I love dogs.

Daisy, Speck/Gooch (left), Buddy (right)

Sept 2010

I couldn’t have imagined that this would have been her last birthday, frankly I almost forgot. Thankfully I was reminded, and we gave Daisy extra fussing ( and I confess filet mignon).

Daisy the birthday clown.

January 1st 2011

7 years old.

That image frankly breaks my heart, if I had known…

fortunately my new phone has a handy recording device, I plan to more diligently secure memories for the future.

Daisy’s absence has reduced our little family, when our beautiful Manx Moses died in early December we became acutely aware of how loud the sound of  absence is.

Like Moses, Daisy haunts our home and hearts.

Fortunately we have dear Antigone our little calico, and Speck  and Buddy to help heal our grief.

Buddy and Speck

Although Daisy’s little torch of life has been extinguished her memory continues to tickle us with joy, granted right now through a veil of tears.

We will adopt again, most likely another pug, there is a local pug rescue, Happy Ending ; when it is appropriate we will meet another little pug. In addition to soothing our hearts, adopting another will honor Daisy’s generous spirit.

We want to consider another “special needs” pug.

I will close with silliness, as Daisy was the mistress of silliness.

I appreciate your indulgence.

Respectfully submitted,

Leonard @ babylonbaroque