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Wednesday, October 4, 2017

CONTEST | Winner

The Prizes Are Presented to the Winner at the Oxford
Home of Brigid's Son Chris Oakley, Who Looks On.
September 20, 2017. Photo by Alice Tepper Marlin.
The results of the first Hilda van Stockum contest are in.

The prize was for finding the most error in a short biographical sketch of Hilda van Stockum.

The winner is BRIGID MARLIN of Berkhamsted, Herts.

ERRORS CAUGHT BY THE WINNER
1. "Dutch children’s book" writer. Ambiguous. She wrote in English. Only two of her books have been translated into Dutch.
2. Olga should be Hilda. 
3. Hilda had six children (Olga, Brigid, Randal, Sheila, John, Lis), wrong birth order.
4. In the photo the order of names is unclear and Mother is left out,
5. Below the photo, the name of the organization is wrong the "Society of Art of Imagination" -should be "for" Art of Imagination.
6. Society name again wrong – in "Art Imagination" the OF is left out.
7. Inaccurate –"Psychic Subjects"? Does he mean Psychological Subjects? We didn't deal with ghosts & other phenomenon
8. Firsthand – she didn't know the war stories firsthand. She was in the USA during the war. Her sources had information firsthand; for her it was secondhand.
9. Dihon?
10. "A Day on Skate"- missing the final "s".

OTHER ERRORS (To be added at leisure.)
1. John Tepper Marlin is called John Boissevain twice.

Tuesday, August 29, 2017

CONTEST! | Quibble and Win a Prize! (Updated Aug. 30, 2017)

Hilda van Stockum Marlin, with her six children, c. 1950.
Clockwise: Hilda, John, Brigid, Randal, Sheila, Lis, Olga.
The fact that our dog Hachikō just won Second Prize in the Springs Agricultural Fair led me to thinking: We should have a contest. 

So here it is.

Don Rittner of the Albany Times-Union wrote an excellent article on Hilda van Stockum, "Not an Ordinary Woman," at the time of her birthday earlier this year. This has inspired me to announce a contest relating to the article.

The article is thoughtful and far-reaching, and much welcomed. Here it is.

http://blog.timesunion.com/rittner/hilda-van-stockum-was-not-an-ordinary-woman/5852/

Contest Announcement
I found a couple of minor errors in the article. It's hard to get it all right. As someone who is working on a couple of biographies, I know how hard it is to get everything right. So test your knowledge of Hilda van Stockum and see how many incorrect details you can sleuth out (ignore any mistakes in the associated advertising), number the errors, and send them to me.
Prize: Any book of your choice by Hilda van Stockum that is in print as of the end of September, 2017, delivered to your door. 

Contest Rules
1. Send your entry by email to john@boissevainbooks.com by 11:55 p.m., September 30, 2017. Entries received after that day cannot be considered for a prize.
2. Include your email address (required) and photo (optional) with your submission. We will not sell, exchange or give away your email address to anyone else.
3. Entries become the property of this blog, for us to report and comment on.
4. Entries will be judged on the number of errors correctly identified and the correct replacement noted. 
5. The final judge of the number of errors correctly identified will  be John Tepper Marlin. Neither he nor his spouse is eligible to enter. He will not discuss the contest in person until after September 30.

Sunday, October 2, 2016

HvS | 1971 to Brigid on "The Borrowed House" (Evil) (2 of 3)

The original cover by
Farrar Straus, 1975.
[The following letter from Hilda van Stockum to her daughter Brigid was a postscript to, and as long as, Letter 1 but was much more than a postscript. It's a self-contained, thoughtful exegesis on evil–as treated in The Borrowed House, and with extraordinary relevance to today. Within the past two weeks, I heard someone say that "the U.S. attempt to democratize Middle Eastern politics has resulted in the Middle-Easternization of U.S. politics". Now read the third paragraph below, which I have put in bold face.]

Letter #2 from HvS to Brigid (c. 1971)

P.S. I keep adding to this letter. The more I think about it, the more I can't see it [The Borrowed House] as a simple conversion story [i.e., conversion of Janna from Hitler Youth to an opponent of Naziism].

First of all, I wonder whether my reluctance to depict evil or to have evil happen is so wrong. At present we are fed with a steady diet of violence and it is unfashionable to think up happy endings, but don't you think that contributes to violence?

Is it accident that all the old tales were about heroes who surmounted evil? Don't we become finally what we aspire to, and does it not depend on the model we have? I believe the modern lack of spine and permissiveness came through a generation of books that told people they were not responsible, fate decided, you had to bow before fate.

I felt inspired writing that second chapter [of The Borrowed House].  Do children need to read about another weak sister who sees finally the error of her ways? The more I think, the more I read about this subject, the less it evolves in such a simple pattern. I am glad of your criticism for it forces me to think deeper.

If Gurdjieff is right, then depicting evil and good in simple terms is bad, then that means staying in the opposites. People don't like that Janna stole and lied, but she had a soft heart. I've just read The Gift Horse by Hildegarde Knef [who died in 2002] and it is an extraordinary book. I think Hildegarde and Janna have a lot in common. If you can't get it I'll send you my copy. It gives a very good picture of Germany before, during and after the war.

Hildegarde was not a Nazi either. [She] managed to stay out of Hitler Youth. [But she] suffered from Germans, Russians and the Allies. And the simplifications that people made of good and evil were the reason. She never fitted. So I think these simplifications are wrong. Christ wasn't kidding when he said love your enemies.

I must not show Janna as evil and becoming good, but I can show that her judgement changes and that what she thinks is bad in herself she finds out is good. She is ashamed of her own soft heart.

I have been trying to think what the real evil of Naziism is, because most people just stop at the violence, and violence we see even in an innocent baby. Cruelty is also a universal trait; I was cruel to my donkey and very ashamed of it afterwards. I took real pleasure in beating him.

Unless we recognize that, we can't sift the real reason why Hitler was so bad. I think it was that he waged psychological warfare against good, spiritual good. For instance, when the Dutch wanted to go on a General Strike to protest arrests, the Nazis would spread rumours that the arrest [story] was not true, so that the moment passed and the Strike became half-hearted and ineffective. There was a diabolical knowledge of how to use human frailties to thwart good intentions.

The Pope has recently reaffirmed the existence of the devil and I don't think anyone can understand Hitler except as a puppet in Satan's hand. The funny thing is that I read in the Nuremberg trials his plans for the future, which included killing all American Jews and negroes, abolishing all churches etc. At the end he says: "And then I will retire and do some farming." [I have not been able to find this reference. JTM] I wonder if that strikes you also as excruciatingly funny? It can only indicate that here the real Hitler was permitted to say something [after his death]!

I suddenly saw my story [The Borrowed House] more as a What Daisy Knew tale, innocence besieged by lies and evil.

The funny thing about writing is that it IS on the level of contrasts. Painting is on a higher plane; there the contrasts are merely merely mechanical and the aim is unity. Poets are the only writers who achieve that too. Abstract painting has been following the contrasts by eliminating the psychical meanings and making the mechanical the most important. Maybe that its descriptive of our time.

You see the story [of Janna] as a completely Hitlerized girl, who does Hitler things, then goes to Holland, goes into a house where she is surrounded by Nazi grownups and hostile Dutch. Why should she be converted?

I see the story as a very individual child who has been fed beautiful lies about Naziism but has not met the horrors. She has natural virtue and when confronted with the situation in Holland see through the lies, at least partially, and takes action. I can't see it any other way.

Hilde Knef writes very amusingly of how she got into trouble with her Nazi schoolmarms, asking questions like:
  • "Who do have to defend ourselves against? Nobody has attacked us." and
  • "Why do you want to bring all those Germans in Sudetenland and South America back if we lack lebensraum?"
Of course, I can't let Janna do that. It would spoil my story completely. Janna must be acquainted with the good side [of life in Germany under the Nazis in the 1930s], which there was. One of my pupils just told me that they got letters from German relatives saying Hitler was the best thing that ever happened to Germany–no unemployment, no vice, etc. [My pupil] Mildred is worried because people here are saying: "Hitler wasn't so bad–it was only about the Jews he was bad, we need someone like him." 

I think it is far more important for me to pinpoint what Hitlerism really was, than to have Janna undergo a moral revolution. Tell me what you think.

Love, Mim

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Saturday, October 1, 2016

HvS | 1971 to Brigid on "The Borrowed House" (1 of 3)

Just reissued in a new
edition–The Borrowed
House, 
Oct. 3, 2016.
During the early 1970s, Hilda van Stockum and her daughter Brigid were in frequent correspondence about HvS's new book, which would be called The Borrowed House. It was an urban version of The Winged Watchman.

In both books, HvS wrestles with the question of Hitler and Naziism. The Winged Watchman is written from the perspective of a Dutch patriot during the Nazi Occupation. The Borrowed House is a more difficult book because it starts with a committed Hitler Youth girl and follows her gradual understanding of the evil that Hitler represents and creates.

HvS in the early 1970s corresponded with Brigid about the book rather than talking with her because she was still in Washington, D.C. and Brigid (like her sisters Sheila and Lis) was in the UK.

Here is the first letter to Brigid about The Borrowed House. There is no date on it, but it is on U.S.-sized 8.5"x11" paper and therefore would have been sent from Washington, D.C. The reference to the Tasaday tribe suggests it was soon after 1971 (see link to the Tasaday in the letter), and the latest date would have been 1973, when HvS moved to Berkhamsted and would have had no need to write to Brigid any more because they saw each other frequently. I have corrected typos and I have broken the text up in a few places to make it easier to read.

Letter 1 to Brigid (c. 1971)

Dearest Brigid,

I just got your letter about my story [The Borrowed House] and I am so glad you understand... I think the middle course is the thing: especially as my reading shows me more and more that there was no real unity behind Hitler [or against him! JTM]–
  • There were the people for whom Hitler was a messiah who fulfilled the violence and hatred in them,
  • the timid ones who wanted to get on with their own lives and not be  bothered (it is after all only righteous indignation that makes you brave the dangers of protest, and not everyone is capable of it, but God bless it, we need it), and
  • the brave ones, some who merely saw to it that their children knew the truth and tried to keep them out of the schools and [Nazi] organizations,
  • some who actively were protesting and putting their lives on the roulette table, and 
  • others who plotted Hitler's death.
Such a kaleidoscope! But some youths were poisoned [by Nazi propaganda], and went on fighting after the armies surrendered and forced the Allies to fight babes of thirteen to fifteen who threw grenades and handled machine guns. I hope God gave them credit for their bravery in a bad cause! The Nazis hadn't had them long enough to do irreparable harm, but the Communists, who have, are faced with a rebellious youth. So who can say there is no God?

What you say about yourself is true but I love you for it. You did shirk work and your generosity sometimes outruns your capacity, but then I wonder if I am too cautious. I know that whatever I do [in the way of giving] will have to be repeated over and over again, one donation and a monthly envelope comes, and when I feel I can't afford it, a voice tells me: "You mean, you're going to save on your FRIENDS?"

By the way, in the Wendepunkt [published in German by the family and followers of Dr. Max Bircher-Benner, who espoused a vegetarian diet and invented Bircher Müsli–JTM] of this month are some interesting articles. Ralph [Bircher] tells of a tribe [the Tasaday] they have found south of the Philippines which has never had any other human contact. These people live solely on the fruit and roots and leaves that grow naturally and on some crustaceans they catch with their hands, wrap in leaves and roast by the fire. They know no steel, don't hunt, don't cultivate, have no herds.

When the people who discovered them imagined them to be hungry because they eat no meat and gave them weapons and told them they could killed and eat animals they were deeply shocked. "But they are your FRIENDS!" they said.

They use the weapons to get the bark out of palm trees, a luxury for them. They live in perfect peace, which suggests that the story of paradise [in Genesis] may have more foundation than people think. The name of the group is Tasaday. [Later, the Tasaday story was questioned and was found to be partly true and partly bogus.–JTM]

There is also an article by a Mrs. Tina Keller, who trained in psychotherapy under Jung and belonged to the Oxford Group. She says that Jung feels that wholeness in a person means balance, and when she became Grouper she became very one-sided. She wanted to put her knowledge in the service of God and the Group loved to count doctors among its members.

Jung had  taught her not to neglect her inner self, but the group forced her into more and more outward activity. She enjoyed that. And she found out that even good things can become an addiction.  They honored her. She was a fighter in a great cause. Her ideals pulled her along with a super zeal. And suddenly she fell into an abysmal depression, until she took the time to listen to her unconscious again. (This is strange, for the Group does recommend quiet time every day, but I always found it pretty impossible; it's not so easy to sit down and have communion with God like that!)

She got her balance back by writing, anything and everything, until she had written herself out. She then had an hour with Jung and they discussed this experience. It had taught her how necessary the daily communication with her unconscious was, and that she had to remember the opposites if she wanted to keep her balance, among the heights and depths of her life. She says that when she neglects this she is in trouble but when she pays attention to her soul she gets help from all sorts of sources. 

She sounds as if she has read Gurdjieff, but of course Gurdjieff is based on Jung.  She says almost what you say, that a high ideal can waft you into an illusion, that one swings happily away from concrete facts and one's own shortcoming. But these belong to the wholeness. Progress is only possible by steadfastly eyeing the facts of one's concrete existence.

That is what you have done. That is what is so wonderful about children; they teach us so much and one can always be sure of their forgiveness–they so pathetically want to believe in us!

She goes on to say that every virtue has in it a vice, which is a truism but one we have to keep in mind, I suppose! She ends by saying that while the old idea was that a family represented wholeness, now they want the wholeness to belong to the individual, and she does not know whether that is progress. I'm sorry you don't know German; I could send these things to you.

Have had no answer yet about about a house in Switzerland! [Spike was working for the AARP, setting up the International Federation on Aging, and they could well have moved from Washington to Geneva. What happened a year later is that Spike gave up his IFA job and they moved to England to be near to their  three daughters and their many grandchildren. Their first UK house was high up on Castle Hill Road in Berkhamsted, Herts.–JTM]

Lots of love,
Mim

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HvS | "The Borrowed House" – "Stunning" New Edition!

Books Ready to Be Shipped for Oct. 3, 2016.
The third English-language edition of The Borrowed House by Hilda van Stockum has just appeared.

A friend who has been in the publishing business for decades just wrote to me to say that  it is a "stunning" edition. (I haven't seen the book yet because I am in the UK, but I have a photograph of the books getting ready for shipment, at left.)

Once and future cover.
The first edition of the book appeared in 1975, published by Farrar Straus. My mother always considered it her best book. It went out of print in the 1990s and Bethlehem Books picked it up with a different cover. Then the Bethlehem Books edition went out of print and the price of the book on Amazon went up to above $200 a copy.

The new (Oct. 3 pub date) $13.95 edition by the Purple House Press in Cynthiana, Kentucky brings back the original cover, with a better-then-ever-quality scan of the painting on which it was based.

Meanwhile, a Dutch translation of the book has appeared recently, the second book of HvS to have been translated into her native Dutch.

My sister Brigid worked with my mother HvS on The Borrowed House, and I have just received two letters that HvS wrote to Brigid about the book that I will hasten to type up and post here. They are deeply philosophical and I am eager to share them with you. Be back in touch!

Meanwhile, get the book! Here is a link to Amazon.

Friday, September 16, 2016

HvS | RHA Exhibitions, 1990-2000

Visit at High Elms Manor yesterday.
L to R: John Tepper Marlin, Sheila
Marlin O'Neill, Brigid Marlin Oakley.
Photo by Alice Tepper Marlin.
Yesterday my sister Brigid and I visited with our sister Sheila at High Elms Manor, Watford, Herts. My wife Alice and nephew Chris were also on the visit and their photos appear in another post.

Sheila passed on to me copies of several Royal Hibernian Academy of Arts exhibition catalogs for the year 1990-2000 that contain references to the art of our mother Hilda van Stockum, HRHA (1908-2006).

I have started below a list of the art at the RHA exhibitions, with thumbnail photos by permission of the Estate of Hilda van Stockum, as a step toward the day when someone might prepare a more ambitious lifetime catalog of HvS art.

Our Dad, E. R. (Spike) Marlin (1909-1994), personally supervised the crating and delivery of art each year until he died in 1994. After that the Exhibition became a joint effort, as I understand it, of HvS and her two artist daughters Brigid Marlin and Sheila Marlin O'Neill. Maybe they will add to this post over time, as will I. If you have additions or corrections, or can add the current location of any piece of art, please send this information to me at teppermarlin@aol.com.

HvS, Bottles and Glasses,
RHA 1990.
RHA 1990 
160th Exhibition, April 24-May 26
410. Heather and Winter Jasmine
        Oil
        16x19.5"
        IR£2,300
411. Bottles and Glasses (Photo at right)
        Oil
        20.5x15.5
        IR£2,500
412. Apples and Copper Kettle
        Oil
        20x23.5
        IR£2,500

HvS, Orchids and
Jasmine,
RHA 1991.
RHA 1991
161st Exhibition, April 30-May 25
508. Icelandic Poppies
        Oil
        13x15"
        IR£1,800
509. Orchids and Jasmine (Photo at right)
        Oil
        25x18"
        IR£3,800 (Photo at left)
510. Three Bottles
        Oil
        17x13"
        IR£3,000

RHA 1992 
162nd Exhibition, April 29-May 23
490. Old Dutch Coffee Pot and Pears
HvS, Tomatoes and Crackle-
Glazed Vase,
RHA 1992.
        Oil
        17x21", IR£3,000
491. Red Pears in Copper Pan
        Oil
        12x14", IR £3,000
492. Tomatoes and Crackle-Glazed Vase (Photo at right)
        Oil
        19x29", IR£4,800



RHA 1993
163rd Exhibition, April 27-May 22

393. Fruit Bowl and Tankard (Photo at right)
HvS, Fruit Bowl and Tankard,
RHA 1993.
        Oil
        15x15.25"
        IR£2,500
394. Canterbury Bells
        Oil
        15x12"
        IR£1,500
395. Copper Kettle and Apples
        Oil
        14x18"
        IR£2,300


RHA 1996
166th Exhibition, April 23-May 18

456. Brass Kettle, Cup and Jug (Photo at right)
HvS, Brass Kettle, Cup and Jug,
RHA 1996.
        Oil
        27x22"
        IR£2,000
457. Rose Bowl with Flowers
        Oil
        19.5x18"
        £IR1,600
458. Peaches in China Bowl
        Oil
        25.5x21"
        IR£2,000
459. Copper Bowl with Apple
        Oil
        19.5x18"
        IR£1,600

In his review of the 166th Exhibition, Brian Fallon in The Irish Times says that Hilda van Stockum "still rules the field in still life" (see clip at right).






RHA 2000
170th Exhibition, April 11-May 13
HvS, Still Life with Apples, 
RHA 2000.

394. Still Life with Crystal Vase
        Oil on gesso paper
        22x15"
        IR£1,000
395. Still Life with Apples (Photo at right)
        Oil on gesso paper
        16x23.5"
        IR£1,000

Sunday, May 8, 2016

BRAM VAN STOCKUM | Expedition 1902-03

Boatload of warriors serving under my grandfather
and the Dutch tricolor, in what is now Surinam.
My mother, Hilda van Stockum, added the ID at top.

May 8, 2006 – Bram van Stockum, my maternal grandfather, was a naval captain and was commander of the port of Amsterdam at IJmuijden during World War I, when Holland was neutral.

I visited IJmuiden last month and it is still a busy port for commercial shipping traffic. It is also now a place where you can find excellent seafood restaurants.

Expedition to Surinam

In 1902-03, the Queen of the Netherlands dispatched an expedition to Surinam (what was then called Dutch Guyana) in the former Dutch West Indies. Then-Lt. Bram van Stockum was put in charge of it.

Bram van Stockum on expedition in
what is today Surinam. He found the
source of its Saramacca River in 1903.
The Queen's expedition to Surinam was to find the source of the Saramacca River and my grandfather was successful.

He wrote a book about the expedition that is based on his journal (Dagboek), and is available to read in Dutch online.

I was just given an album of photos by my sister Brigid and a photo of one of the boats that served under my grandfather is in it.

There are also several photos of my grandfather that I have never seen before. One is of him deep in the jungle on his expedition.

Bram van Stockum seems to have died of a disease that he acquired on an expedition to this Dutch colony. His youngest  brother Johannes (Jo) also died of an exotic disease, picked up in Africa.

Saturday, October 10, 2015

KIDS | Brigid's 80th in Ottawa (Postscript Oct. 22)

Brigid and her "Nearly 80" birthday cake.
OTTAWA, Ontario, Canada, October 10, 2015. It is Thanksgiving weekend in Canada and it is a Marlin family reunion.

We thankfully celebrated the birthday of Hilda van Stockum's second child, Brigid Marlin, at lunch today.

Her 80th birthday actually does not occur until January, but we are taking advantage of the confluence of three Marlin siblings and four more in the next generation to start celebrating.

The cake reads "Happy Birthday Brigid, Nearly 80".

Brigid was coming from the opening in Montreal of an extensive exhibit sponsored by the international artists' group that she founded, the Society for Art of Imagination. She is the author of A Meaning for Danny and The Box House, and illustrated Hilda van Stockum's book King Oberon's Forest.

Château Laurier in Ottawa, where the birthday party was
held with eight people named Marlin and one other. One
more Marlin arrives for dinner with a family of four more,
Randal and Elaine have two sons and a daughter already visiting - Alex, Nick and Margie - and another daughter arriving later today (Christine, with Michael Schintgen and their three children).

The event was in the Wilfrid Restaurant of the Fairmont Château Laurier Hotel.

The birthday party was attended by the three Marlin siblings - Brigid, Randal and me - and two spouses (Elaine and Alice), plus three of Randal and Elaine's six children visiting for Thanksgiving - Alex, Margie and Nick - and Nick's significant other, Taeko. The other five are arriving this afternoon in time for a turkey dinner.

Brigid's "Nearly 80" Birthday Party in Ottawa. L to R: Alex, Alice, Margie, John, BRIGID, Randal, Taeko, Elaine, Nick.

Not Wilfrid Laurier - Randal Marlin.





Both the restaurant and the hotel are named after Sir Henri Charles Wilfrid Laurier, a great man in Canadian history.

Who was he?

Wilfrid Laurier was not the man at the left, who is Randal Marlin, a professor of philosophy at Carleton University, an expert on propaganda (author of Propaganda and the Ethics of Persuasion, now in its second edition) and my brother.

Sir Henri Charles Wilfrid Laurier, 1916.
Rather, Laurier is Canada's Quebec-raised 7th Prime Minister (1896-1911) -its first francophone Prime Minister - the man in the carriage at right, who was prime minister of Canada immediately before World War I. One of the two ladies next him is his wife Zoé, Lady Laurier, after whom the piano bar-lounge at the Château Laurier is named.

Laurier was a Liberal, elected and re-elected  over a 15-year period until the Great War. Conservatives then ruled until 1917, when the Liberals came back and stayed in office until 1984. (Postscript - October 22 - the Liberals are back with Justin Trudeau.)

Laurier was voted Canada's best-ever prime minister, according to a 2011 poll by Maclean's Magazine. His portrait is on the Canadian $5 bill.

Here is a photo of the Marlin Family in Canada in 1950 or 1951. If it was May 1951, I was nine and Elisabeth was six.

The Marlins in Montreal, about 1951. Our ages ranged from six to 16.



Tuesday, July 14, 2015

BIRTHDAY | 1995, Berkhamsted

L to R: Randal, Olga, Mom, Brigid. 8 Castle Hill, January 2, 1995. All
photos by JT Marlin.
It was a happy time being all together in Berkhamsted in January-February 1995, but the reason we were together was sad.

Dad had a stroke - he had been suffering progressively from Parkinson's - and fell down on High Street in Berkhamsted in early December 1994.

He was hospitalized and in a coma. I got word when I was in Japan and flew back to New York, then got a plane to London.

L to R: Mom, Lis, Olga. January 2, 1995.
Dad died on December 12 and we had a service in Berkhamsted.

I flew back to New York City with Dad's coffin in the hold and he was buried next to his parents.

Then I came back to Berkhamsted. Olga came from Nairobi, Kenya to see Mom.

Mom with birthday cake at
Brigid's house. Feb. 11, 1995.
I think it was the last time that Mom and her six children were all together. Brigid, of course, was just up the road. Randal came from Ottawa. Sheila and Lis came from Garston (near Watford) and London.

The photos are taken either at Mom's house, 8 Castle Hill or at Brigid's house, 28 Castle Hill, Berkhamsted.
Sheila's late husband Shane (L) and Lis's husband Cliff.

We had a joint celebration on February 11 of Mom's birthday (Feb. 9) and Desmond's birthday (Feb. 14).

I forget the exact sequence, but there were issues about the estate and my Dad's accountant, Ray Hodges, said there would be a lot of taxes to pay if Mom died in the next few years.

We worked it out and Mom made gifts to us over two years. Under UK law the gifts would be subject to UK estate taxes and a portion would be clawed back by Inland Revenue if Mom died within seven years of the gift.

L to R: Desmond, Brigid, Sheila at Brigid's house, 28
Castle Hill, Feb. 11, 1995.
The taxes went down to 80 percent after one year following a gift, 60 percent after two years, 40 percent after three, 20 percent after four years, and nil after five years.

So Mom turned to me and said, pensively: "Tell me my job now. What is my job?"

I said: "Your job is to stay alive for seven more years. It's your job because we love you and want to see you with us. And it's your job because otherwise there will be not so much left of the gifts you are making from Dad's estate."

Mom said: "All right."

And she lived for another 12 years, to 2006, less than four months short of her 99th birthday.






Sunday, February 22, 2015

HvS BIRTHDAY | Feb. 9 - Celebrating in Berkhamsted, UK

Four of HvS's Six Children (L to R): Sheila, Brigid, Lis, John. Photo by
Chris Oakley.
We celebrated our Mom's 107th birthday at Brigid's house in Berkhamsted, Hertfordshire, UK  over the weekend of the birthday.

Jo, Alice, Chris. Photo by JT Marlin.
Great-uncle John with Jo's kids.
Lis and John.
Alice Tepper Marlin and I are staying with Chris Oakley in his new house on Shotover Hill in Headington, just outside the Ring Road in Oxford. Chris drove the three of us to Berko.

We were 12 at the lunch - four of HvS's six children, plus Alice, Brigid's sons Chris and Desmond Oakley with Des's wife Anna, and Lis's daughter Jo with her husband and two kids.

Lis kindly primed me with two magic tricks involving coins and ropes, and this got the attention of the boys. But then, she is an expert grandmother. She and Sheila just wrote together the Grandmother's Survival Guide. The link takes you to Amazon where you can get your copy, grandmother or not.

Chris and his Mom Brigid enjoy a joke.
Alice and Lis. Photo by JT Marlin.
Des's birthday is coming up this week, on February 14. The birthday cake was therefore jointly dedicated to Des and his grandmother HvS.

Lis and her grandkids.
Besides the book she wrote with Lis, Sheila has recently written a book for children about two seals born in Blakeney in Norfolk, England, Flip to the Rescue. She painted 32 realistic water-color pictures for the book and accompanied each picture with a poem. The moral of the book is that siblings need to look after one another, a fitting theme for the day.

Sheila reads from her new book to Anna and Des. Photo
by JT Marlin.
Alice is heading off to Mumbai to meet with some executives of Tata Steel and give a couple of speeches, followed by some vacation in Kerala.

Postscript

My next stops were in Amsterdam to study the Dutch Resistance, Bilbao to look at the Guggenheim Museum and then Pamplona to visit my fourth sister, Olga.

Sunday, February 1, 2015

HvS BIRTHDAY | Feb. 9 - Will Celebrate 107th in England

Hilda van Stockum as Art Student
On February 9 I will be in England and will celebrate with family members the birthday in 1908 of our mother Hilda van Stockum.

She was born this date in Rotterdam, Netherlands, the eldest child and only daughter of Dutch Navy Captain Bram van Stockum and Olga Boissevain.

Just two months after she was born she was taken around the world to Java, sleeping in a hammock with her parents. Her father was tasked with carrying Dutch troops and training Navy gunmen how to shoot.

Years later she met an American, Ervin Ross Marlin, when she was attending the Royal Hibernian Academy of Art in Dublin, Ireland. Her brother Willem van Stockum was his roommate at Trinity College, Dublin. She became Mrs. Marlin at a Dublin wedding in 1932.

She followed her husband to New York City and then Washington, DC, where he joined the FDR Administration based on a competitive exam that took the top 300 people out of thousands of people who took the test. He worked for eight years in several Federal agencies and during World War II he was sent by the OSS under Bill Donovan to Ireland. After the war he worked for the UN for 20 years.

HvS wrote and illustrated her first book for children in 1934, A Day on Skates, published by Harper & Brothers. It had a foreword by her aunt Edna St. Vincent Millay and won a Newbery Honor Roll award.

During the next four decades she averaged one book per year - written or illustrated or both, plus several translations from German or Dutch. After her first book, most of her books were edited by May Massee, who moved to Viking Press in 1932 and remained her faithful editor for 25 years. Her other main publishers were Constable, Lippincott (she illustrated four of the Rainbow Classics including Hans Brinker, Little Women and Little Men) and Farrar Straus.

Since 1994 about 15 of her books have been kept in print by Bethlehem Books and Boissevain Books (named after Hilda van Stockum's mother). One book (The Winged Watchman) has sold 50,000 copies in reprint, in addition to the prior sales from the original publisher, Farrar Straus, over 20 years.

HvS died at 98 years of age on All Saints' Day, 2006. She was pre-deceased by her husband in 1994. She was survived by six children and many grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

Remembrances by Her Children

The following remembrances of Hilda van Stockum on Her Birthday by Her Children were written in 2013, with two updates in 2014. [These were all in the form of emails, posted here by permission. Notes in square brackets by John. All six of her children are still living, in four countries, this month of her 107th birthday. Three live in England.]

Olga Marlin [in Pamplona, Spain for medical treatment, on leave from her Kianda Foundation family in Nairobi, Kenya – she sent these originally as emails to her five younger sibs]:
2013 - Tomorrow is Mom´s birthday,and a day when I pray especially for all of us. Are you following the work of John Beaumont? [Beaumont is finishing up a book on U.S. converts to Catholicism, including Hilda van Stockum.] I´m touched that he is so interested in mother´s religious background. It is built into her whole life, and always had a great influence on me. I don´t know whether he would like to read my book [To Africa with a Dream, Scepter and Boissevain Books]: it brings up quite a lot about Mom. I´m eagerly waiting for a feedback from my Kenyans on Lis´s book [Lis Paice, New Coach: Reflections from a Learning Journey, Open University Press]. I'm sure they are going to like it immensely. We have a number of philosophers coming and going in this Centre [in Pamplona]. An Ecuadorian has just left, who is studying the substance of freedom in the writings of Fernando Polo. Another, from Uruguay, is studying philosophical aspects of anthropology. I discuss their theses with them from time to time - very interesting, but out of my depth... I feel more at home in theology. I´m looking forward to April when the family visits start again!! I can walk around OK now, just using a stick outside for security. My love and a great big hug - I can just hear Mom singing: "Bind us together, Lord, bind us together..." XX Olga
2014 - Warmest greetings from Pamplona, where I´m thinking of you all especially on Mommy´s Birthday tomorrow, I´m sure she´ll hear our "Happy Birthday!" in Heaven. and bless us all. It has been a cold winter across the Atlantic -I hope you didn´t suffer too much. Here we are having huge tidal waves at the coast, with some loss of life and lots of property destroyed. The seaside walks have been cordoned off, to avoid people being swept away. Olga
Brigid Marlin [in Berkhamsted, UK]
2013 - I've been missing Mum so much in different ways. We always discussed painting problems together, and if either of us had a difficulty, a second artist's opinion was very helpful. She was endlessly patient in advising about writing - I always appreciated that very much. And finally she was brilliant at interpreting dreams! And how we all miss her great love for us; uncritical, believing in us and admiring us, giving us confidence and belief in ourselves! Thank you, Mother!
Randal Marlin [in Ottawa, Canada]
2013 - I play violin with our parish choir, Olga, and we recently played "Bind Us Together," and I thought of Mom at the Castle [in Galway]. "He will raise us up on the last day" is another reminder. I can't remember whether "Be not afraid" was a favourite of Mom's but it expresses her thoughts and is a great hymn. I'm studying Spanish with a good teacher and hope to be more fluent when I next come to Pamplona. I'll be playing "Pescador de Hombres" on Sunday, though the music is the same in English or Spanish. Maybe there's a slightly different feeling when I think the Spanish words as I play. Congratulations on your health improvement, Olga. Love to all. Randal
Sheila O'Neill [in Garston, UK]
2013 - Hi all, I miss mother a lot but I feel her presence, watching over us. She was a strong influence on us and a great example of dedication, hard work and religious fervour. She did something right because all six of us have been very successful in our careers. I raise a toast to Mum, long may our memory of her live on! Sheila
John Tepper Marlin
2014, Tiradentes, Brazil - We think of religion as a pacifying influence, especially in Latin America. But for Mom it was revolutionary and that is what religion was in Tiradentes. The revolutionaries who started the movement for Brazilian independence from the Portuguese Empire, inspired by the American Revolution, first met in 1789 in the home of Padre Toledo in this small mountain village. They were called the Inconfidencia Mineira. One of the group testified against 11 others, and they were all executed on April 21, 1792. Only Lieutenant Jose da Silva Xavier, known as Tiradentes (tooth-puller) was hanged, and since independence of the Portuguese monarchy was achieved a century later, in 1889, the anniversary of his death has been a public holiday in Republican Brazil. The flame that was lit in Tiradentes never went out. Mom lit flames like that and many are still burning.
Elisabeth Paice [in London, UK]
2013 - Awwww. That does bring Mom back, Brigid! And “How Great Thou Art!” She loved to get mimosa on her birthday, and Yardley’s Lavender Water, and a poem. I just reread The Winged Watchman in her memory.
Other February-Birthday Children's Book Authors and Illustrators

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

HvS KIDS | Art by Brigid Marlin in NYC (Tepper Marlin Collection), Daphne and Apollo

"Daphne and Apollo", c. 1975. Mische Technique on
Board. 19"x27". Reproduced by permission of the artist.
I didn't plan on getting a catalog started so soon of Brigid Marlin's art, but sometimes serendipity takes over.

Today I received an edition of the poems of Edna St. Vincent Millay that combines the ones in A Few Figs from Thistles (Harper & Brothers, 1922) with those in Second April (Harper & Brothers, 1921).  This edition was published in 2000, the year that Millay's copyrights expired - 50 years after her death in 1950. You might call a publisher like this a copyright-expiration chaser.

As I read through the poems, one in iambic tetrameter caught my eye, because it matches one of our paintings by Brigid Marlin, "Daphne and Apollo". That's Daphne at left, having chosen to become a rooted laurel rather than allow herself to be ravished by Apollo. Here is Millay's poem, which seems to have been addressed to an over-eager lover. This published the year before Millay and her husband-to-be, Eugen Boissevain, met, so the reference is not to him.

Daphne
Edna St. Vincent Millay (from A Few Figs from Thistles, 1922)

Why do you follow me? -
Any moment I can be
Nothing but a laurel-tree.

Any moment of the chase
I can leave you in my place
A pink bough for your embrace.

Yet if over hill and hollow
Still it is your will to follow
I am off; - to heel, Apollo!

Here is a version, slightly abbreviated, of the story as told by Bullfinch:
Daphne was Apollo's first love. It was not brought about by accident, but by the malice of Cupid. Apollo saw the boy playing with his bow and arrows; and being himself elated with his recent victory over Python, he said to him, "What have you to do with warlike weapons, saucy boy? Leave them for hands worthy of them.... Venus's boy heard these words, and rejoined, "Your arrows may strike all things else, Apollo, but mine shall strike you." So saying, he took his stand on a rock of Parnassus, and drew from his quiver two arrows of different workmanship, one to excite love, the other to repel it. The former was of gold and sharp pointed, the latter blunt and tipped with lead. With the leaden shaft he struck the nymph Daphne, the daughter of the river god Peneus, and with the golden one Apollo, through the heart. ...
Apollo loved her, and longed to obtain her ... He saw her eyes bright as stars; he saw her lips, and was not satisfied with only seeing them. ... It was like a hound pursuing a hare, with open jaws ready to seize, while the feebler animal darts forward, slipping from the very grasp. So flew the god and the virgin - he on the wings of love, and she on those of fear. Her strength begins to fail, and, ready to sink, she calls upon her father, the river god: "Help me, Peneus! open the earth to enclose me, or change my form, which has brought me into this danger!"  Scarcely had she spoken, when a stiffness seized all her limbs; her bosom began to be enclosed in a tender bark; her hair became leaves; her arms became branches; her foot stuck fast in the ground, as a root; her face became a tree-top, retaining nothing of its former self but its beauty, Apollo stood amazed. ...
"Since you cannot be my wife," said he, "you shall assuredly be my tree. I will wear you for my crown; I will decorate with you my harp and my quiver; and when the great Roman conquerors lead up the triumphal pomp to the Capitol, you shall be woven into wreaths for their brows. And, as eternal youth is mine, you also shall be always green, and your leaf know no decay." The nymph, now changed into a Laurel tree, bowed its head in grateful acknowledgment.
Millay was Hilda van Stockum's aunt and wrote the introduction to her first book, A Day on Skates (1934). They met once in Holland - described on pp. 268-270 of Nancy Milford, Savage Beauty.

Meanwhile, I did make a little progress on posting a catalog of Brigid's art. Here is the first page. It takes a long time to scroll through. It was pasted in using Numbers, the Mac version of Excel.

Title Year Painted  Year Sold Purchaser
Ben by Window
1953
1953
Dorothy Oakley
Dalkey with Ben
1952
1952
Mary Shaw
Shane O’Neill
1954
1954
The O’Neills
Alan Jones
1954
1954
Mr/Mrs Alan Jones, The Mall, Tralee, Eire
Oakley Mother
1954
1954
Dorothy Montgomery, Berrawinnia, Rice Hill, Cavan, Eire
Under the Pont des Arts
1955
1961
Jack & Jill Hesketh, South Hill Close, Hitchin, UK
Self Portrait
1955
1955
American (Iowa?). (Gallery Living Art; Exhibition, Dublin; reviewed.)
Red Cabbage
1955
1967
England (Gallery - Hampstead Open Air Exhibition)
Marcella
1955
1968
Mr/Mrs E R Marlin
Muirrean
1956
1966
Eliz Russelle, 35 Merrion Ave., Blackrock, Dublin (One-man show, Dublin 1964)
Rue de l’Abbaye
1955
1957
Margot Munzer, Berlin
Noreen
1956
1960
Noreen Wall, 41 Burton, Montreal
Lorraine
1956
1960
Mrs. Vincent, Montreal
Eleanor
1956
1965
Mr/Mrs Tom Paulsen, USA
Yellow Trees
1956
1960
Kevin Dwyer, Canada
Autumn Storm
1956
1960
Jacek Makowski
Red Trees
1956
1957
Mr/Mrs Randal Marlin
Spring Birches
1956
1960
Mr/Mrs Des Gibbons, England
Blue Nude
1956
1956
Mary Grohman, England
Kathleen
1956
1956
Kathleen Franc, NY
Blue Vase
1956
1964
Mr/Mrs E R Marlin, Washington, DC (gallery sale)
Montreal houses
1956
1960
Lost
Susie
1956
1978
Richard Jones
The Old Dancer
1956
1960
Mrs. Makowski, Canada
Blue Shell
1957
1958
Shane O’Neill
Yellow Self-Portrait
1957
1969
Millie McKelvey (special mention, one-man show 1964)
Baby and Snake
1958
1960
Mr/Mrs E R Marlin, Washington, DC
Aubergine
1958
1964
Mrs. Moy, England
Mexican Boy
1958
1961
Canada (Montreal Spring Exhibition, special mention)
Des Portrait
1957
1957
Mr/Mrs Des Gibbons, Bulbourne Close, Hem Hemp

I tried to paste in a table that includes thumbnail photos of the art but the photos did not come through the process. I will include below one of the photos I don't know how to process - the van Stockum still life with onion and egg shells (1961). It is located in the home of Mary Ann Raven Anderson in Heathrow, Florida, 12 miles north of Orlando.

HvS "Spring", Still Life,
1961, at home of Mary
Ann Raven Anderson. 
Brigid Marlin Art Owner
Subject
Thumbnail Photo
Year/Notes
Raven, Jayne Marlin, Brigid, “Sheila”, the year before Sheila went to Holland to study art, Montreal, Canada.

1958. Painting given to her by the daughter of a friend of her mother, Patsie Kottmeyier. They lived in Montreal in the late 1950s and early 1960s.
Hilda van Stockum Art Owner
Subject
Thumbnail Photo
Year/Notes
Anderson, Mary Ann Raven van Stockum, Hilda,  “Spring” (Still Life: Onion and Egg Shells)

1961
Raven, Jayne van Stockum, Hilda, “French Scene”. 

1955. Painting purchased by her mother.
Owner Email address Notes Location
Anderson, Mary Ann Raven maryaraven(at)aol.com Sister of Jayne Raven. Correspondence by email with Brigid and John, May 16 2014. Heathrow FL (Orlando) - sister of Jayne Raven
Raven, Jayne jraven(at)shaw.ca Sister of Mary Ann Anderson. Correspondence by email with Brigid and John, May 16 2014. Montreal and BC