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Updated: June 7, 2025
"Let my innocence alone, Smee. Mr. Gandish, don't persecute my modesty with your addresses. I won't be painted. I am not a fit subject for a historical painter, Mr. Gandish." "Halcibiades sat to Praxiteles, and Pericles to Phridjas," remarks Gandish. "The cases are not quite similar," says Lord Kew, languidly.
It was that well-known portrait painter, Andrew Smee, Esq., R.A., who recommended Gandish to Colonel Newcome one day when the two gentleman met at dinner at Lady Ann Newcome's. Mr. Smee happened to examine some of Clive's drawings, which the young fellow had executed for his cousins.
"How came you to know all this, you strange man?" says Mr. Honeyman. "Simply because Gandish has told me twenty times. He tells the story to everybody, every time he sees them. He told it to-day at dinner. Boadicea and the angels came afterwards." "Satire! satire! Mr. Pendennis," says the divine, holding up a reproving finger of lavender kid, "beware of a wicked wit!
Gandish, at a great age though he was not older than several industrious Academicans withdrew from the active exercise of his art and employed his learning and experience as Art Critic of the "Newcome Independent." The following critique appears to show traces of declining mental vigour in the veteran Gandish.
Barker exhibited in Pall Mall and Suffolk Street: he laughed at old Gandish and his pictures, made mincemeat of his "Angli and Angeli," and tore "King Alfred" and his muffins to pieces. The young men of the respective schools used to meet at Lundy's coffee-house and billiard-room, and smoke there, and do battle.
In the year 1816, he painted his great work of 'Boadicea. You see her before you. That lady in yellow, with a light front and a turban. Boadicea became Mrs. Gandish in that year. So late as '27, he brought before the world his 'Non Angli sed Angeli. Two of the angels are yonder in sea-green dresses the Misses Gandish. The youth in Berlin gloves was the little male angelus of that piece."
The Earl of Kew, we understand, bought the picture at the private view; and we congratulate the young painter heartily upon his successful debut. He is, we understand, a pupil of Mr. Gandish. Where is that admirable painter? We miss his bold canvasses and grand historic outline.
But the successors of Gandish were unable permanently to retain their ascendancy over all the districts and provinces, and several of these withdrew their allegiance. Thus in Syria the authority of Babylon was no longer supreme when the encroachments of Egypt began, and when Thutmosis entered the region the native levies which he encountered were by no means formidable.
"'Indeed it was lucky for some of us you devoted yourself to high art, Gandish, Mr. Smee says, and sips the wine and puts it down again, making a face. It was not first-rate tipple, you see. "'Two girls, continues that indomitable Mr. Gandish. 'Hidea for 'Babes in the Wood. 'View of Paestum, taken on the spot by myself, when travelling with the late lamented Earl of Kew.
As far as the new exhibition shows, they do better now than when the century was younger and "Portrait of the Artist, by S. Gandish" at thirty-three years of age was offered in vain to the jealously Papist clique who then controlled the Uffizi. Foreigners are more affable now; they have taken Mr. Poynter's of himself.
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