Tales Chapter 28

December 17, 2018

Tales from the Theatrical Woods, Chapter 28.

We are now well into the third winter of opera house construction.

The larch cladding on the rear façade is complete. Being new it has a soft buttery hue, but it will soon weather down to a patina of shades of grey.

The 15 tree trunks felled 18 months ago on the Cowdray estate will also change in appearance. They have been slowly seasoning and the surface has taken on a grey texture of darks and lights with the fine vertical splits – rather like an expensive wall paper in an elegant drawing room.

The trunks will sit on round plinths in their raw, barkless state and weather naturally over time. This organic approach will also be seen in the coffered colonnade ceiling; Martin Smith has found a rustic Robert Adam precedent. A mock-up has been built, inevitably, there will be small adjustments to the proportions of the frieze, the overhang and so on.

Meanwhile friends have responded munificently to Wasfi’s request to empty long forgotten piggy banks and she now has a large pile of thrupenny bits and other pensioned-off coins of the twelve penny on shilling; twenty shillings one pound era. They will be polished and embedded in the floor finish of the galleries; a tantalising glittering buried treasure.