down on berry’s bay: the twilight years of a.h. fullwood

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DOWN ON BERRY’S BAY: THE TWILIGHT YEARS OF A.H. FULLWOOD Old artists never die, they just get the big brushoff.” I have long been fascinated by what happens to artists as they drift into old age. I’m especially interested in those journeyman landscape artists of the late 19 th century who, though successful early in their careers, never really made it big by the time they had reached middle age. Such artists, no longer fashionable and not in the fortunate position of having a loyal and wealthy spouse, partner or patron can hardly simply continue to go on the road like the ageing rock stars of today who can now frequently extract considerable amounts of cash from nostalgic baby boomers at geriatric music venues. If you are an ageing hasbeen landscape artist it’s no easy thing to put on a best selling exhibition of new works or even to knock up a few additional copies of your once popular paintings to raise some cash to tide you over in old age. Finding a dealer or gallery willing to take you on would be a tough call. And finding enough people who can still remember either your name or what your paintings once looked like might be even tougher. But Albert Henry Fullwood had not always been a hasbeen. In the 1880s and 1890s he was young, ambitious and exceedingly hard working. And don’t even start me going on about how prolific he was! But prolificacy (like profligacy) does not necessarily amount to talent – and, facile as he could be when required, today (if he is known at all) Fullwood’s legacy probably rests almost solely on the countless landscapes he produced in various media – and which turn up regularly in the sales of Australian and London auction houses. Fullwood’s current reputation is, to put it bluntly and in the old Australian vernacular with which he would have been familiar, “As crook as Rookwood.” It is salutary, therefore, to pause and puzzle over a landscape work such as his Solitude, 1895. Albert Henry Fullwood (1863-1930) Oil on canvas, 90 x 126 cm.

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DOWN  ON  BERRY’S  BAY:  THE  TWILIGHT  YEARS  OF  A.H.  FULLWOOD  

“Old  artists  never  die,  they  just  get  the  big  brush-­off.”  

I  have  long  been  fascinated  by  what  happens  to  artists  as  they  drift  into  old  age.  I’m  especially  interested  in  those  journeyman  landscape  artists  of  the  late  19th  century  who,  though  successful  early  in  their  careers,  never  really  made  it  big  by  the  time  they  had  reached  middle  age.  

Such  artists,  no  longer  fashionable  -­‐  and  not  in  the  fortunate  position  of  having  a  loyal  and  wealthy  spouse,  partner  or  patron  -­‐  can  hardly  simply  continue  to  go  on  the  road  like  the  ageing  rock  stars  of  today  who  can  now  frequently  extract  considerable  amounts  of  cash  from  nostalgic  baby  boomers  at  geriatric  music  venues.  

If  you  are  an  ageing  has-­‐been  landscape  artist  it’s  no  easy  thing  to  put  on  a  best  selling  exhibition  of  new  works  or  even  to  knock  up  a  few  additional  copies  of  your  once  popular  paintings  to  raise  some  cash  to  tide  you  over  in  old  age.  Finding  a  dealer  or  gallery  willing  to  take  you  on  would  be  a  tough  call.  And  finding  enough  people  who  can  still  remember  either  your  name  or  what  your  paintings  once  looked  like  might  be  even  tougher.  

But  Albert  Henry  Fullwood  had  not  always  been  a  has-­‐been.    

In  the  1880s  and  1890s  he  was  young,  ambitious  and  exceedingly  hard  working.  And  don’t  even  start  me  going  on  about  how  prolific  he  was!  

But  prolificacy  (like  profligacy)  does  not  necessarily  amount  to  talent  –  and,  facile  as  he  could  be  when  required,  today  (if  he  is  known  at  all)  Fullwood’s  legacy  probably  rests  almost  solely  on  the  countless  landscapes  he  produced  in  various  media  –  and  which  turn  up  regularly  in  the  sales  of  Australian  and  London  auction  houses.  

Fullwood’s  current  reputation  is,  to  put  it  bluntly  and  in  the  old  Australian  vernacular  with  which  he  would  have  been  familiar,  “As  crook  as  Rookwood.”  

 It  is  salutary,  therefore,  to  pause  and  puzzle  over  a  landscape  work  such  as  his  Solitude,  1895.  

 

Albert Henry Fullwood (1863-1930)  Oil  on  canvas,  90  x  126  cm.  

 

Such  a  work  must  surely  have  seemed  pretty  edgy  back  then  and  certainly  very  different  from  the  more  iconic  Australian  images  he  produced  between  1885  and  1900.  

 

A.H.  Fullwood  -­  Newbold  Crossing  Oil  on  panel,  43  x  26.5  cm  

(Summer  Art  Auction,  GFL  Fine  Art,  Perth.)  

Presumably,  however,  works  like  Solitude  did  not  sell  as  readily  as  Fullwood  might  have  hoped    –  and  in  1890s  Sydney,  for  an  artist  keen  on  making  a  splash  (much  as  many  probably  would  have  had  hated  to  have  had  to  admit  it)  the  only  good  painting  was  one  that  sells.  

Even  someone  as  successful  in  Australia  as  Eugene  von  Geurard  (born  1811  and  whose  works  can  sometimes  command  millions  of  dollars  today)  ended  up  dying  in  poverty  in  Chelsea  in  1901  -­‐  a  double  victim  of  both  of  some  of  the  spectacular  Australian  bank  crashes  of  the  1890s  and  the  simple,  though  personally  disastrous,  matter  of  falling  almost  completely  out  of  painterly  fashion  towards  the  end  of  one’s  life.  

Indeed,  the  rise  of  the  Heidelberg  school  in  late  19th  century  Australia  must  have  seemed  something  like  the  arrival  of  late  1970s  punk  rock  to  someone  like  von  Guerard  -­‐  the  indubitably  talented  but  now  financially  hapless  son  of  a  court  painter  of  miniatures  at  the  court  of  Emperor  Francis  I  of  Austria  no  less.  

Put  simply,  it  is  sometimes  possible  for  a  skilled  artist  to  live  too  long  –  or,  even  worse,  to  live  at  a  peculiarly  disadvantageous  time  for  someone  who  wants  to  make  his  or  her  living  from  a  particular  style  of  art.  

Indeed,  the  prolonged  economic  depression  of  the  1890s  saw  the  Australian  art  market  go  very  close  to  near  total  collapse  and  so  nearly  all  of  the  then  emerging  big  names  –  Roberts,  Streeton,  Conder,  Fullwood  and,  later,  Syd  Long  and  Will  Dyson  –  made  the  decision  to  try  their  hands  in  London  or  Paris  in  what  they  guessed  would  then  be  a  better  market  place.  

 

 "On  the  Thames,"  c.  1905  -­  Oil  on  canvas  board,  signed  in  monogram  'AF'  lower  right,  20  x  29  cm  and  A.H.  FULLWOOD.  1863-­1930  'Tudor  Country  House'.  Oil  on  canvas  on  board..  Monogrammed  

lower  left.  48  x  73cm  

 

After  the  move  overseas,  many  only  just  survived  financially.  

Some,  like  both  Fullwood  and  Streeton,  only  eventually  permanently  returning  to  Australia  as  late  as  1920  -­‐  having  spent  many  years  working  furiously  on  any  project  that  would  bring  in  a  quid  and  also  sometimes  hanging  out  at  the  Chelsea  Arts  Club,  a  place  where  a  whole  host  of  expatriates  would  occasionally  burn  gum  leaves  as  a  nostalgic  reminder  of  their  days  painting  en  plein  air  in  the  various  artists'  camp  back  in  sunny  Australia.  

Whether  or  not  such  a  purification  ritual  actually  helped  to  help  clear  the  presumed  miasma  of  the  London  fogs  -­‐  it  nonetheless  is  likely  to  have  brought  back  fond  memories  to  Roberts,  Conder,  Streeton  and  Fullwood  of  their  salad  days  at  Curlew  on  the  eastern  shore  of  Little  Sirius  Cove  at  Mosman  in  Sydney.  

It  had  been  Girolamo  Nerli  and  Julian  Ashton  who  had  helped  so  many  young  Australians  to  develop  their  love  of  practising  their  art  in  the  open  air.  And  those  fortunate  enough  to  do  it  around  Sydney  Harbour  were  enjoying  an  experience  few  would  be  likely  to  easily  forget.  For  many  of  these  artists  the  sunlit,  glistening  shores  of  one  of  the  world’s  finest  harbours  held  a  lasting  attraction.    

 

 Published  by  Raphael  Tuck  &  Sons–  A  ‘Wide  Wide  World  Series’  Postcard  c.1905  

And,  indeed,  what  sort  of  person  would  not  have  looked  back  fondly  on  days  when  they  were  young  and  happy  and  just  starting  to  make  their  way  in  the  art  world  while  struggling  with  the  challenges  of  making  a  living  through  art  in  the  middle  of  a  cold  English  winter?  

Nonetheless,  some  other  Australian  artists’  (usually  ones  not  associated  with  the  Sydney  artists  camps)  got  lucky  in  either  Old  Blighty  or  on  the  continent  and  pursued  careers  which  prospered  -­‐  Bunny,  Lambert  and  Longstaff,  for  instance.  Even  the  English  born  Conder  (whose  Australian  period  is  probably  the  apogee  of  his  painting  career)  while  not  quite  making  it  as  a  ‘society  artist’  nonetheless  managed  to  marry  a  wealthy  widow,  thus  ensuring  financial  security  by  a  different  means.    

Others  still,  like  the  Aussie  architect  and  artist  –  the  still  young  William  Hardy  Wilson  (taught  by  Syd  Long  no  less)  -­‐  were  independently  wealthy  and  not  only  could  enjoy  the  nostalgic  soirées  at  the  Chelsea  Arts  Club  but  were  also  sufficiently  well-­‐heeled  to  dabble  in  some  lucrative  and  educative  collecting  in  the  fields  of  European  antique  furniture  and  the  decorative  arts.    Still,  all  these  very  significant  departures  from  the  Australian  art  scene  occasionally  did  have  the  positive  spin-­‐off  of  opening  up  some  scant  artistic  opportunities  for  those  who  remained.    

Fred  Leist,  for  example,  who  (like  Fullwood)  began  working  as  a  black-­‐and-­‐white  artist,  but  managed,  after  1900,  to  score  Fullwood’s  old  job  as  the  Sydney  representative  for  the  Graphic  magazine  of  London.  Leist,  however,  unlike  so  many  of  the  others,  moved  to  Europe  much  later  (in  1917)  when  he  was  appointed  as  an  official  war  artist  to  serve  with  the  Australian  Imperial  Force  

alongside  such  expatriates  as  Longstaff,  Roberts,  Fullwood,  James  Quinn  (who  also  painted  a  portrait  of  Fullwood  now  held  by  the  AGNSW)  and,  of  course,  Will  Dyson  who  –  while  in  England  in  December  1916  -­‐  had  been  commissioned  by  the  Commonwealth  as  the  first  Australian  war  artist.    

A.H. Fullwood - Sirius Cove (c.1892-1895)

Oil on cedar panel, 20 x 24.2 cm

 

It  was  to  be  an  extended  absence  for  Leist  (he  only  returned  to  Australia  in  1926  to  take  up  a  position  as  Head  of  Painting  at  East  Sydney  Technical  College)  and  it  was  one  that  would  appear  to  have  had  as  significant  an  impact  on  Leist’s  subsequent  reputation  as  the  even  longer  unbroken  twenty  years  away  from  Australia  appears  to  have  had  on  Fullwood’s.  

For,  among  such  current  turn  of  the  twentieth  century  Australian  art  luminaries  (Streeton  and  Roberts  and  Long)  poor  old  A.H.  Fullwood  is,  unlike  his  former  painting  mates,  today  often  well-­‐nigh  forgotten  –  or  mentioned  only  in  the  briefest  of  footnotes  or  in  passing  when  listing  a  string  of  artists’  names.  

Although  Fullwood’s  work  –  in  various  media  –  still  turns  up  very  regularly  at  contemporary  auction  house  sales,  today  it  commands  nothing  anywhere  near  the  prices  of  his  mates  in  the  artists’  camps  who  had  dubbed  him  “Uncle  Remus”  because  of  the  pleasure  both  his  art  and  his  story-­‐telling  brought  to  them.  

Yet,  for  the  forty  years  of  Australian  art  history  between  1885  and  1925,  Albert  Henry  Fullwood  is  not  only  arguably  the  most  prolific  ‘Australian’  artist  (like  Tom  Robert  and  Conder,  Fullwood  was  born  in  England)  but  Fullwood  was  by  far  the  most  widely  published  Australian  art  practitioner.    Moreover,  few  other  Australian  artists  can  go  near  matching  Fullwood  in  terms  of  the  variety  of  art  media  which  he  mastered  –  etching,  illustration,  watercolour,  charcoal,  monotype  and  oil  –  or  in  the  range  of  publications  in  which  his  art  appeared.  

And,  although  it  is  landscape  art  that  clearly  became  his  bread  and  butter,  the  young  Fullwood  was  not  simply  the  most  prolific  of  the  many  artists  then  often  working  en  plein  air  trying  to  capture  something  of  the  special  light  and  character  of  Australia’s  golden  summers.  Fullwood  was  both  influencing  and  being  influenced  by  his  now  more  famous  colleagues.  It  is  even  very  possible  that  it  was  A.H.  Fullwood  who  set  Sydney  Long  on  the  path  of  his  now  celebrated  interlude  of  ‘Australianised’  art  noveau  -­‐  for  Fullwood’s  extraordinary  “Girl  with  Galah”  may  well  pre-­‐date  the  Long’s  ‘Spirit  of  The  Plains’  by  a  full  two  years.  

 ALBERT  HENRY  FULLWOOD  Girl  with  Galah  gouache44.5  x  30.8  cm  Executed  circa  1895  

 

And  yet  despite  possessing  a  sometimes  astounding  breadth  and  facility,  Fullwood  is  today  most  often  relegated  to  the  lesser  status  of  “black  and  white  artist”  –  a  still  somewhat  surprisingly  disparaging  label  in  a  country  which  has  been  regularly  referred  to  as  home  to  some  of  the  finest  black  and  white  art  produced  in  the  world.  

Paradoxically,  it  would  seem  to  be  the  fact  that  the  frequency  which  Fullwood’s  work  –  published  in  the  Sydney  Mail,  Illustrated  Sydney  News,  Australian  Town  and  Country  Journal,  the  Picturesque  Atlas  of  Australia  and  The  Bulletin  -­‐  was  seen  by  the  Australian  public  between  1885  and  1900  which  has  somehow  helped  contribute  to  lower  the  regard  in  which  his  oeuvre  is  held  by  an  art  world  which  still  so  often  privileges  oil  paintings  above  all  else.    

 “Coogee”,  Sydney  Mail  Supplement  Cover,  1890  (image  courtesy  Gary  Werskey)  

And  yet  –  even  as  early  in  his  career  as  1892  –  Fullwood  was  producing  and  selling  massive  skilfully-­‐handled  oils  such  as  “Illawarra  as  seen  from  Bulli  Pass”.  

 A.H.  FULLWOOD  ‘Illawarra  from  Bulli  Pass’,  Wollongong  City  Gallery  (1892)  

Indeed,  back  then,  so  well-­‐regarded  was  this  large  Fullwood  oil  that,  surprisingly,  the  photographer  Henry  King  even  went  to  the  trouble  of  producing  a  black  and  white  glass  plate  negative  version  (now  held  by  the  Powerhouse  Museum  in  Sydney).  There  are  very  few  other  Australian  late  19th  century  paintings  which  received  this  rather  odd  –  and  seemingly  pointless  -­‐  kind  of  honour.  But  it  is  testimony,  I  guess,  to  widespread  esteem  in  which  all  of  Fullwood’s  art  in  all  media  was  held  at  the  time  –  along  with  Henry  King’s  astute  early  recognition  that  the  topographical  art  of  A.H  Fullwood  was  ideally  suited  to  mass  reproduction  in  the  form  of  postcards  (although  the  skills  to  produce  photographic  postcards  in  colour  would  first  emerge  in  Germany  and  take  more  than  a  decade  before  it  became  possible  in  Australia).  

 Henry  King  -­  Glass  negative,  full  plate,    "Illawarra"  from  the  "Bulli  Pass",  from  the  Painting  by  A.H.  

Fullwood',  Powerhouse  Museum  Collection,  Sydney  NSW  

Moreover,  the  esteem  which  Fullwood’s  art  was  accruing  amounted  to  a  kind  of  organic  ‘popularity’  which  appears  to  derive  from  the  simple  fact  that  Fullwood  was  the  artist  whose  work  was  most  frequently  seen  by  the  mass  Australian  public  which  took  to  illustrated  newspapers  and  periodicals  like  ducks  to  water.  

Quite  simply,  black  and  white  art  appearing  in  such  publication  was  the  art  that  most  Australians  saw  between  1880  and  the  outbreak  of  World  War  One.  

Australian  oil  painting  as  such  did  not  really  enjoy  anywhere  near  the  same  kind  of  mass  audience  as  the  black  and  white  art  found  in  newspapers  –  and  the  novelty  value  which  accrued  to  the  very  few  block-­‐bluster  oil  painting  exhibitions  which  toured  Australia  at  the  time  is  an  odd  kind  of  testimony  to  this  fact.  In  1906,  for  example,  an  exhibition  of  a  famous  single  Pre-­‐Raphaelite  painting  -­‐  William  Holman  Hunt’s  the  Light  of  the  World  -­‐  was  seen  by  an  estimated  four  million  people  in  Australia  and  New  Zealand!  

 

 The Light of the World (1853–54 by William Holman Hunt illustrating ‘Revelation 3:20’:

"Behold, I stand at the door and knock; if any man hear My voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with Me". According to Hunt: "I painted the

picture with what I thought, unworthy though I was, to be by Divine command, and not simply as a good Subject." The door in the painting has no handle, and can therefore be opened only

from the inside, representing "the obstinately shut mind". The original is now in a side room off the large chapel at Keble College, Oxford. Toward the end of his life, Hunt painted a life-size version, which was hung in St Paul's Cathedral, London, after a world tour where the

picture drew large crowds. Due to Hunt's increasing infirmity, he was assisted in the completion of this version by English painter Edward Robert Hughes.

 

Despite  even  Fullwood  himself  having  at  least  one  very  brief  and  rather  uncharacteristic  Pre_Raphaelite  moment  in  1890,  it  is  doubtful  that  even  the  great  mass  of  his  black  and  white  work  which  had  appeared  in  Australian  newspapers  and  periodicals  –  making  him  by  then  easily  the  most  widely  published  Australian  artist  ever  –  would  have  been  seen  by  quite  as  many  people  as  Hunt’s  celebrated  work.  There  can,  of  course,  be  no  precise  comparison  made  in  this  regard  for  Holman  Hunt’s  Light  of  the  World  would  needed  to  have  attracted  many  repeat  visitors  as  the  entire  population  of  this  Australia  in  1906  has  been  estimated  on  census  figures  to  have  then  been  only  4,091,485  (excluding  Aborigines)  and  New  Zealand’s  a  mere  888,578  (excluding  Maoris).  

 A.H. Fullwood Decoration, 1890 Oil on board, 70 x 90 cm

 

Nonetheless,  the  wider  audience  for  Fullwood’s  work  continued  to  spread  because  his  work  was  also  being  published  in  the  London  Graphic  (something  which  in  the  hey-­‐days  of  the  cultural  cringe  could  only  lend  prestige  to  his  art)  and  was  soon  to  be  further  enhanced  by  the  more  than  130  beautifully  produced  coloured  postcards  of  Fullwood’s  “Wide  Wide  World  Series”  published  by  Tucks  in  the  very  attractive  and  popular  ‘oilette’  landscapes.  

 

   

 

'THE BLUE MTS N.S.W. / WEEPING ROCK, WENTWORTH FALLS' by A.H. Fullwood; Ralph Tuck and Sons' 'Wide-Wide-World' series of Oilettes, No. 7355 and DUNEDIN N.Z. / PORT

CHALMERS.' by A.H. Fullwood; Raphael Tuck and Sons' 'Wide-Wide-World' series of Oilettes, No. 7352  

Between  the  early  1880s  and  1920  few  artists  anywhere  in  the  world  appeared  to  have  either  worked  so  hard,  produced  so  much  or  travelled  so  far.  England,  Scotland,  France,  Holland  -­‐  along  with  tiny  places  all  over  Australia  and  New  Zealand  feature  in  his  work,  as  do  images  of  South  Africa,  the  United  States  and  Canada.  

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But  sketching  and  painting  en  plein  air  all  over  the  world  in  remote  and  challenging  landscapes  (and  this  was  particularly  the  case  for  the  Australian  and  New  Zealand  scenes)  -­‐  is  clearly  a  young  man’s  game.  And  Fullwood  certainly  played  it  to  perfection.  

In  doing  so,  he  also  managed  to  document  important  elements  of  Australia’s  social  history.  And,  indeed,  part  of  my  own  affection  for  Fullwood  is  the  way  he  so  spectacularly  captured  the  region  –  the  Illawarra  coast  of  NSW  –  where  I  was  born  and  have  spent  my  entire  life  in  a  series  of  oils  and  watercolours,  six  of  which  were  produced  by  Rapahael  Tuck  and  Co  as  handsome  ‘oilete’  postcards  with  accompanying  occasionally  inaccurate  text.  

 

 

Bulli  Pass  leads  up  to  the  mountains  around  the  town  of  Kiama  [sic].  The  gorgeous  tropical  foliage,  and  the  other  natural  beauties  of  the  place,  make  this  place  on  the  finest  sights  in  

Australia.  The  road  winds  its  way  around  and  up  the  great  hills,  finally  landing  the  traveller  at  the  plateau,  from  which  some  of  the  finest  views  in  the  world  may  be  obtained.  

 

Yet  among  the  curiosities  of  Fullwood’s  art  is  that,  throughout  his  life,  he  managed  to  effectively  document  many  things  which  are  now  but  a  memory.  His  image  of  the  ‘Old  Slave  Market’  in  Capetown  is  one  of  South  Africa’s  great  historical  art  treasures  and  in  Australia  he  managed  to  record  vivid  images  of  just  how  remarkable  was  the  achievement  of  a  postal  service  which  operated  over  such  an  extraordinarily  diverse  country  with  such  vast  distances  between  often  tiny  inland  population  centres.  

 

 

  “Australia: Collecting the Mail”; “Australia: G.P.O. Sydney, NSW”; “Australia: A Bush Post Office”; “Postman (on skis) - Kiandra District NSW Australia”. All images: Raphael Tuck

Oilette, Wide-Wide- World Series - Australia Post and Telegraph; Artist signed A H Fullwood

Old slave market Capetown (1902) - oil on canvas on paperboard 24.1 x 34.3 cm board; purchased 1925AGNSW

The  boy  who  began  as  a  Birmingham  jewellery  apprentice  certainly  went  places  –  but  he  also  worked  and  worked,  and  continued  working  into  old  age.    

That  he  often  returned  late  in  life  to  earlier  themes  (although  often  using  different  media)  is  beyond  doubt.  He  may  simply  have  run  out  of  ideas  or  perhaps  he  saw  the  return  to  old  subjects  just  as  much  as  a  way  of  continuing  to  refine  his  skills  as  of  exhaustion  of  both  energy  and  ideas    –  as  is  evidenced  by  the  sensitivity  to  which  he  would  return  in  1925  to  etching  his  earlier  postal  sketches  and  watercolours  produced  some  30  years  earlier.  

 The country postman. 1925 intaglio etching, printed in black ink with plate-tone, from one plate plate-

mark 15.3 h x 22.6 w cm In such an image we get some sense of the development of Fullwood’s skills. By this time he been honing his prowess as an etcher for some 40 years and the masterful creation of mood here is still clearly evident but there is also, perhaps, a certain lack of dynamism – a sort of running out of steam. And who wouldn’t be exhausted after the life Fullwood had led – but it is nonetheless sad to imagine what seems a more palpable sense of painterly exhaustion in some of his very late images such as his 1929 watercolour of Manly.

Manly  -­  Watercolour  and  bodycolour,  signed  'A.  Fullwood'  and  dated  '29'  lower  left,  20.6  x  27  cm

It seems an unusual and uninspiring way to depict Manly – but then, when looked at closely, is probably not really all that different in tone and lassitude to one of the London views he churned out some 18 years before.

Trafalgar  Square  1911  Watercolour,  signed  and  dated  'A  Fullwood  11'  lower  left,  35.5  x  63  cm

The carefree days of the single young man and aspiring artist on the make had long passed – and yet, after marrying in 1896, Fullwood very much needed to work to both live and support his family.    Fullwood and his wife - Clyda Blanche Newman (1871-1918) who was the daughter of Sydney photographer John Hubert Newman (1836-1924) - had produced two children by 1900. The couple was thus more in need of money at the very time when art sales had collapsed all around them – hence the deemed necessity of the move to London. And yet through all the difficulties that would ensue (tragedies involving children and a mentally unstable wife confined to various asylums) and, despite working so hard yet never quite making the big time, “Uncle Remus” persisted.

Perhaps it was simply an escape from the difficulties of his family life, but somehow Fullwood still found time to not only to continue to use his gifts of friendship and storytelling but also to use his organisational skills. Prior to his marriage Fullwood had been a prime mover in forming the Sydney Art Society with Tom Roberts and, after his return to Australia 1920, becoming the founder of the Sydney Etchers Society – yet two more arrows in the rather full quiver of an artist whose diverse talents are today largely forgotten.  

Very few so amazingly prolific workaday artists have also found the time to take as collaborative approach to the art worlds in which they moved as A.H. Fullwood.  

And yet Fullwood was far mote than a mere workaholic artistic factotum and organisational drudge. He could be a pioneer among his now more famous contemporaries as well for it was Fullwood who, as Gary Werskey has noted, "was the first of his generation to venture into the commercial issue of fine art drawings."

The 'Black Horse', Richmond, NSW, 1894. Etching, signed, dated and titled in plate lower left

to right, signed in pencil in lower margin, 22.5 x 32cm.

As Josef Lebovic has pointed out, “The Black Horse Inn was a popular honeymoon spot in the late 19th century.” And Lebovic is probably right when he remarks that “Fullwood produced the etching in an attempt to capitalise on this market.” (Australian Art Collectors' List No.130, 2008)

And it was Fullwood who taught many young Australian artists to also become etchers. Indeed, the popularity and importance of the etching in early 20th century Australia might, in large part, be properly ascribed to Fullwood’s generosity and influence. He seems to have been the kind of bloke who was happy to share his artistic knowledge with just about anyone who was interested.  

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By 1925, however, Fullwood seems to have possibly been well and truly over it all.  

Yet he kept at it nonetheless – still producing etchings and watercolours and oils at home and sometimes sketching and painting with his mates down on the shores of Sydney harbour.  

Fullwood was now in his late 60s and he was perhaps growing tired.  

The “debonair cynicism the artist [Fullwood] loves to assume," – which the Illustrated Sydney News had remarked upon on as early as 1889 (Thursday 31 October edition) was, by now, probably somewhat less ‘assumed’ than it had been back then.

Just the effort of carting his painting material down to Berry’s Bay with his mates might even now have been a bit of stretch.

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But back in the 1880s Fullwood was the consummate intrepid artist trekking almost everywhere and producing vivid sketches of untrodden paths and peaks in sometimes merciless Australian conditions.

For example, for then doubt relaxed and comfortable readers of the expensive Picturesque Atlas of Australia, Fullwood trudged through the very un–English ‘Somerset’ landscape of far North Queensland and then on to “Thursday Island, tossed by waves, soused by clouds, scowled at by Malays” as the correspondent for the Illustrated Sydney News phrased it (November 28, 1899) in order to produce a few small sketches for both public consumption and the anticipated profits of his employers (profits which, sadly, never came).

Today the picturesque “Six Foot Track” (a 45km trail) stretches across the Blue Mountains from The Explorer's Marked Tree, near Katoomba, and winds through State Forests and National Parks following the route of the original 1884 Bridal track between Katoomba and Jenolan Caves.

“The descent is very steep, and to early explorers extremely difficult of access, but thanks to the wise provisions of some past Government, some of the

boulders have been blasted; chasms have been filled up, trees felled, large and beautiful ferns have succumbed to the woodman's axe, and a good path

formed right through this natural gem, and tourists can now enjoy the lovely scene without excessive labour. Windsor and Richmond Gazette (Saturday 16

March 1889 p. 3)  

Yet the 20-year-old Albert Fullwood and three mates pioneered the difficult walk when it was still in its roughest state – and also managed to be cheerful enough about it to keep a diary and sketch some mocking caricatures of four extremely worn-out trekkers.

 “After  the  Black  Range  

Dropping  4000ft,  over  large  boulders,  wet  and  covered  with  slippery  moss  –  cataracts  –  decayed  ferns,  trees,  &c  &c  which  formed  a  kind  of  black  mud,  two  feet,  &  in  parts  deeper  in  thickness.  Occasionally  one  would  make  a  slip  and  roll  headlong  into  this  x  x  x  x  x  x  by  the  time  we  got  to  tree  number  20  we  were  in  a  terrible  state  of  

exhaustion  and  filth.  AHF  Sydney  Novr  16th  1884.”  

 

 Fullwood  sketch  with  annotations:  “AHF  Sydney  Novr  16th  1884.”  –  photo  by  Gary  Werskey  

All this travel and travail must have been tough (even for a young man) but the hard work paid off – in the early days at least - and the commissions started coming in to make life a little easier.

“He has exhibited in Birmingham, Bristol, and Manchester, but his chief work at home was done 'by commission’, that godsend to the struggling young artist, who suddenly finds himself able to live, thanks to the millionaire's

fashionable craze for a picture gallery. Six years ago Mr. Fullwood came out to this country, working during half that time for the Picturesque Atlas Company, and exhibiting yearly (with one exception) in the Art Society's collections. His paintings, with their evidence of hard work and genuine feeling, are popular favourites, and it is probably to the ' lessons of Mother Nature ' that we may

trace that sympathetic insight which… throws a poetic atmosphere around his landscapes. (OUR SYDNEY ARTISTS - Illustrated Sydney News, Thursday 28

November 1889 p. 26)

But it was now the late 1920s – and no longer what must have seemed those ‘Golden Summers’ back in the 1880s. Fullwood still liked to go painting down by the harbour with his mates, however - and they still seemed to like having “Uncle Remus” around them.

But sometimes, in the late 1920s Fullwood did not even feel like putting pencil or watercolour to paper or oil to canvas. He was there by the harbour with the friends of his old age - Percy Lindsay, Sydney Ure-Smith, Albert Rollins, Fred Leist, M.J. (Mathew James) MacNally and Harold Herbert – and that was probably enough.  

Fullwood now seems to have preferred, when working at all, to do it at home – and he was still producing small but elegant etchings to almost the very last day of his life. But the sunshine and harbour was now for friendship as much as art – and, no doubt, also as a nostalgic wink to the days of his lost youth.  

Fortunately, M.J MacNally - the watercolourist, art critic, book reviewer and writer with the Melbourne Age, the Sydney Daily Telegraph and, later the

Adelaide News and Mail, (and also Carnegie lecturer at the Adelaide National Gallery for some years, as well as sometime lecturer to the South Australian Education Departments) has skilfully and thoughtfully recorded the paradoxical delights of one of these last bright sunny days in the twilight of Fullwood’s career.  

“One day several artists had an excursion to Berry's Bay, Sydney. They were Percy Lind say, Ure-Smith, Albert Rollins, Fred Leist, 'Remus' Fullwood. Harold Herbert, and another. It was amusing to see he procession from the Bay Road Station to the point where Berry Bay overlooks the harbor — an artillery pack train was nothing to it. The day was hot and humid, and tempers were frayed. Arguments started and continued the whole afternoon. Nothing was done, so

they wended their way back to the station.  Thinking what an accomplished group like this could have done with this lovely subject, I wrote a fanciful

account of he trip, for the Daily Telegraph, Sydney, and dwelt on the beauty of the drawing of the old homestead, with the blue water behind it, that 'Remus' had intended doing, but didn't.  It was a good skit, if I do say it myself, on an

absurd afternoon, and amused them immensely. Imagine my surprise a day or so later to receive a telegram from a man at Hamilton, near Newcastle, saying he would pay £50 for Fullwood's picture of the homestead 'for that was where

he had been born.' I raced to the Press Club, roused out 'Remus.' and fairly drove him to Berry's Bay to do the picture. When he heard there was £50

hanging to it he became enthusiastic, and did a really fine work. We had it framed and sent along, and in a couple of days came a grateful letter of thanks,

and the promised cheque.  Poor 'Remus' died shortly afterwards, very suddenly, and it was a sad and sorry saint group that followed this great

lovable old Bohemian to Rookwood.” (The Adelaide Mail, 28 December, 1940)  

Such were the mauvais quarts d'heure of the final days of A. H. Fullwood down on Berry’s Bay – those bad quarter hours, those uncomfortable though brief experiences of the twilight of Albert Henry Fullwood’s artistic life.  

The trouble was that – despite early success of the 1880s and 1890s – those quarter hours had begun to stretch into long decades after the turn of the 20th century and the fickleness of both age and changing artistic fashions began to take their inevitable toll.  

And just as in polite dinner party circles, the time between the arrival of the guests and the announcement of dinner is traditionally called the mauvais quart d’heure - the actual time between Fullwood’s celebrated artistic success soon after arrival in Australia and the long delayed confirmation of his enduring genius was a particularly unpleasant and inordinately prolonged fifteen minutes. As M. J. MacNally marvellously unfolds it, the final years of the life of the artist A. H. Fullwood were, as Oscar Wilde so aptly phrased it his play A Woman of No Importance, “simply a mauvais quart d'heure made up of exquisite moments” with his friends down by Berry’s Bay – the pity is that they did not stretch into hours.

The tragedy is that, despite his early successes, Fullwood is today regarded by the Australian art world as pretty much, to purloin Wilde’ s phrase for our own purposes, ‘An Artist of No Importance’.

The station boundary 1891 oil on canvas (61.6 x 92.0 cm) AGNSW purchased 1891

As Gary Werskey has noted “one casualty of Barry Pearce’s makeover of the AGNSW's show court was Albert Henry Fullwood’s The Station Boundary (1888). Purchased by the gallery in 1891, it had hung for many years in one of the ground floor galleries. But in 2009 it was removed for restoration according to Pearce, and has failed to resurface. Fullwood's removal from the AGNSW's display of the ‘Golden Age’ echoes his absence from [Bernard] Smith’s narrative and surveys.”

Perhaps that judgement is a touch extreme, for Fullwood’s achievements - garnered over a lifetime – are, as I have endeavoured to demonstrate, of quite some significance (pedestrian and repetitive though some of it undoubtedly is) in the history of Australian art.

In the age where the mass reproduction of art images is so easily and comfortably available to anyone with an internet connection, it might be time to look again at Fullwood in the light of the contemporary ramifications which

have been spun from Walter Benjamin’s notions aired in 1936 essay The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction.

Benjamin then suggests that the art that was developed in Fullwood’s time necessarily “differs from that of the present and hence our understanding and treatment of it must be reconsidered in order to understand it in a modern context.” His discussion of the concept of authenticity, particularly in application to reproduction, applies quite particularly to the career of Fullwood.

The AGNSW's 1891 purchase of Fullwood’s The station boundary represented a most important early affirmation of his success – and, as an artist in need of money, Fullwood was no doubt keen to repeat that success throughout his life.

Yet exiled to England – and still in need of money – was the production of yet another postcard image for Raphael Tuck and Sons going to be the answer to the problems of both his life and his art? By returning to his sketchbook and rather mechanically repeating the scene (but without much of the imaginative mood which made his 1891 once so significant) simply a case of Fullwood overcooking the goose which had previously laid the golden egg for him?

Raphael Tuck and Sons Postcard – probably printed c.1905 (8.8 x 13.8 cm)

It is almost as if Fullwood has simply taken the same ringbarked frees from his earlier massive  canvas,  Illawarra from Bulli Pass, and inserted them at the margins in this much smaller scale work.  

But the coloured postcard image appears both bastardised and de-sensitised to any one who has seen Fullwood’s 1891 work.

The wonderful oil, The  Station  Boundary  189, held by AGNSW tells the whole history of NSW after the Robertson’s Land Acts – and establishes with the gentlest of touches just how important it was to mark the boundary of a property for both the squatters and small free selectors who had now gained Torrens Title to what should have, under British law, still been the hereditary property in perpetuity of Australia’s first peoples.

The fence and the ringbarked trees are thus a powerful symbol of what has happened to the land – and the insignificance of the figures and the dead tree in the foreground of the oil becomes the subtle strength (rather than weakness) of Fullwood’s allegory.

Fullwood’s postcard image simply gets it all wrong. The boundary rider in this work dominates the foreground and is Lord of all he surveys. It’s an imperialistic portrayal of a land grabber and the terra nullius of the vista presented (peopled only by a flock of sheep rather than its rightful indigenous owners) possesses none of the fragility, sadness and loneliness of establishing a sheep run on a small clearing lease on a ghostly ringbarked clearing -lease in the Australian bush.

Fullwood has by 1905 migrated from an inspired melancholic portrayal of the reality of Australian land settlement in the late nineteenth century to a kind of formulaic painting that masks most of the truth of the Australian life he was so poetically endeavouring to capture more than decade earlier.

As Water Benjamin remarked “Even the most perfect reproduction of a work of art is lacking in one element: its presence in time and space, its unique existence at the place where it happens to be.” Importantly, Benjamin’s seminal 1936 essay looks at the changes in society's values over time, "the manner in which human sense perception is organised” and tries to show that “the medium in which it is accomplished, is determined not only by nature but by historical circumstances as well." Benjamin then goes on to describe shifts in taste and style in art history and also discusses the ritualisation of reproduction and the emancipation of "the work of art from its parasitical dependence on ritual."

There is much we can apply to the art and career of A.H. Fullwood here.

Today, sometimes, the value of a work of art is determined by its very scarcity. But if that art is too scarce (that is, if that artist produced very few works over a lifetime) it is difficult for a painter, potter, sculptor or photographer to become a genuinely marketable art celebrity as, for collectors and galleries, there can exist no real secondary art market from which to profit.

Part of the key to the enduring Australian celebrity of Norman Lindsay – spurred on no doubt by the cavalcade of nudes he set before a suitably

scandalised and titillated public – is that he was immensely prolific and skilled in so many art media. That a substantial market in limited edition Norman Lindsay prints has grown up around his original images has also helped ensure his works are so often still in the public gaze today.

The largely topographical art of A.H. Fullwood (who, in his pursuit, of cold hard cash managed to somehow avoid the fate of his friend and colleague Tom Roberts – the vast majority of whose surviving oeuvre is made of portraits), however, is unlikely to titillate many of the punters of relatively modest means beginning to dabble in the Australian art market.

Sid Nolan (1917-1992), like ‘Remus’ Fullwood, painted extremely fast - reputedly producing some 35,000 paintings over his lifetime. Again, like Fullwood, Nolan was an inveterate and extensive art-traveller, took numerous trips into the outback, and visited most of Europe, America, Africa, Antarctica and China. Like Fullwood, Nolan (at least from 1955 until his death) lived as much in England as he did in Australia.

Both artists hit their strides in their early twenties – and each artist’s most iconic works stem from that period when they were young and in need of money. The contemporary ‘outsider’ artist Frank Nowlan suggests that perhaps only 500 of this avalanche of works by Nolan is any good. That is an extremely low percentage average – but without knowing for sure whether Fullwood produced 35,000 images in his lifetime (though it is eminently possible that he did) Fullwood’s strike-rate in producing works which were any good may actually pip Nolan at the post.

Sidney Nolan found Sunday Reed as his patron (and lover) and Ned Kelly as his momentary muse. Fullwood was not quite so fortunate.

Indeed poor “Uncle Remus”, as Gary Werskey has often remarked to me in conversation, seems “never to have been able to win a trick.”

The Australian art market collapsed just as Fullwood hit his prime; his departure from Australia in 1900 caused him to be remembered as predominantly a black and white artist; and yet his earlier sojourn in Australia meant that the English art world saw him as a colonial – something which could never be good for someone wishing to paint society portraits and genteel landscapes for the English gentry. Later, Fullwood’s continued pursuit of small scale etching on his return to Australia also helped to position him in precisely the wrong sort of artistic medium at the time when the extraordinary emergence of Australia’s fabulous coterie of modernist women artists and print makers – Cossington Smith, Margaret Preston Adelaide Perry, Dorrit Black, Ethel Spowers, Eveline Syme and Thea Proctor – were all producing work that was making Fullwood’s kind of topographical art look rather tame and old-fashioned.

And although these women were serious printmakers completely alive to the possibilities of mechanical reproduction of their work, their prints appeared in relatively tiny editions – just as Fullwood’s own prints had begun to.

The change is a dramatic one – from Australia’s most widely published and mechanically reproduced artist to the humble etcher (cum almost ‘Sunday Painter’) down on Berry's Bay.

It is certainly a very big shift in artistic fortune – but as we move towards the decade before the centenary of A. H. Fullwood’s death, it might be just the right time to begin a critical re-evaluation of his pioneering role in the development of Australian art and the reasons for the near total critical eclipse of his reputation in the 80 odd years since his death.

Joseph Davis

Thirroul February 2014

 

Fullwood,  A.  H.  (Albert  Henry),  1863-­1930;  John,  Swain,  lithographer;  Bird's-­eye  view  of  Sydney,  1888  [and  the  city  and  harbour  he  came  to  love]/  A.  Hy.  

Fullwood  1888  Museum  of  Sydney  

 

VEGETABLE  CREEK  

“The  above  shantys  are  all  built  of  bark  and  wood  –  with  an  occasional  patch  of  corrugated  iron  to  relieve  the  monotony.”  

From  Fullwood’s  NLA  Album  sketches  photographed  by  Gary  Werskey  -­  to  whom,  along  with  his  partner  Hillary,  this  little  essay  is    dedicated.  

 

APPENDIX  

Some  Images  of  Berry’s  Bay  by  Various  Australian  Artists  

 

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Lionel LINDSAY Old house Berry's Bay. c.1909 ink; paper lithograph, printed in grey ink, from one stone

Impression: undesignated impression; only a few impressions printed printed image 16.8 h x 21.4 w cm Purchased 1981 NGA

 Lionel LINDSAY

A Nook of Berry's Bay 1922. Mezzotint, signed, titled and numbered 33/45 in margin below, 15 x 15.6cm. In Mendelssohn listed as (#279,) "A Nook at Berry's Bay, Sydney (Old Foreshore, Berry's

Bay)."

These images (and some of the ones below) may well show  “the old homestead, with the blue water behind it, that 'Remus' had intended doing, but didn't”- and which scene J. M. MacNally tells us Fullwood whipped up for a sort of commission 50 quid not long before he died?

Sadly, we will probably never know for sure.

 

 1888 Balmain Regatta by Henry King. The Yacht 'Electra' and Sydney from Berry's Bay

(Powerhouse Museum Collection, Sydney)

 Roy de Maistre - Syncromy, Berry's Bay 1919 oil on plywood 25.4 x 35.2 cm

 

“G.W.W.” - Berry's Bay, circa 1879 (Powerhouse Museum Collection, Sydney)

 

 

Robert H. Johnson (1890-1964)  -­‐  Berry's Bay Oil on canvas on board, 36.5 x 44 cm  

 

 

 

Sydney Long (1871-1955) Across Berry's Bay to the Sobraon, 1939 Oil on canvas, signed and dated lower left: Sydney Long /

1939, 51 x 76 cm  

 Sydney Long  (1871-1955)

The Harbour from Berry's Bay (1926) line etching, drypoint, printed in brown/black ink

on paper Edition 13/60: 12.1 x 35.1 cm plate mark; 21.3 x 44.1 cm sheet

THE END

References Primary Sources Australian  Town  and  Country  Journal  

Illustrated  Sydney  News  

Picturesque  Atlas  of  Australia  

The  Bulletin    

The  Mail  (Adelaide,  South  Australia)  

Windsor  and  Richmond  Gazette  

 

Secondary Sources Benjamin, Walter (1936), The Work of Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction: transcribed by Andy Blunden 1998; proofed and corrected Feb. 2005. Accessed February 26, 2014 http://www.marxists.org/reference/subject/philosophy/works/ge/benjamin.htm Davis, Joseph A.H. “Fullwood’s Illawarra Art (The artist as historian), Illawarra Historical Society Bulletin, 1 December, 1996, pp. 105-112. Lebovic, Josef, Australian Art Collectors' List No.130, 2008, Josef Lebovic Gallery, Paddington, NSW Nowlan, Frank, “Remarks on the Art of Sidney Nolan, U3A Thirroul, February 25, 2014. Tomlinson, Richard et al., (eds.),  Emerging Johannesburg: Perspectives on the Post-apartheid City. New York, London: Routledge, 2003.

Werskey, Gary, “The Image-makers of Australian Federation, or Sydney’s Forgotten Artist-illustrators: The art of A.H. Fullwood”, NSW History Week Illustrated Presentation, Wollongong City Library, September 2013. Werskey, Gary (Draft Paper), “Fullwood Project Working Paper # 3 - Bernard Smith’s Narrative of Australian Art History: A Critique” (February 2014 draft). Werskey, Gary, “Uncle Remus’s Big Day Out” (three volumes) all self published for his grandchildren, n.d. (c.2011-2014).