Гюстав Доре в представлениях не нуждается. Это серия его работ (точнее часть серии, всего было 180 гравюр) - отчёт о поездке в Лондон вместе с журналистом Бланшаром Жерро (Не уверен, что я правильно передал французское имя Blanchard Jerrold, ну да ладно). Вышла в виде альбома в 1872-м. Лондонцам, говорят не понравилось. Много, мол, внимания уделено изнанке города, да ещё и неточности имеются. Но нам с вами, думаю, это пофиг. Гравюры по-моему отличные. Подписи я переводить не стал, поскольку мой английский хромает. Он хороший, но почему-то хромает. Источник вот тут.
Dudley Street, Seven Dials.
Covent Garden Market, Early Morning.
“Covent Garden Market is the most famous place of barter in England – it has been said, by people who forget the historical Halle of Paris, in the world,” wrote Blanchard Jerrold.
“Covent Garden Market is the most famous place of barter in England – it has been said, by people who forget the historical Halle of Paris, in the world,” wrote Blanchard Jerrold.
Inside the Docks
”We have travelled through the commerce of a world in little. The London Docks alone receive something like two thousand ships a year.”
”We have travelled through the commerce of a world in little. The London Docks alone receive something like two thousand ships a year.”
Bluegate Fields in Shadwell
Scripture Reader in a Night Refuge
Billingsgate, Early Morning
”The opening of Billingsgate Market is one of those picturesque tumults which delight the artist’s eye.”
”The opening of Billingsgate Market is one of those picturesque tumults which delight the artist’s eye.”
The Workmen’s Train. Steam trains at Gower Street station on the Metropolitan underground line, which had opened in 1863.
Pickle-Herring Street
”At the cost of sundry blows and much buffeting from the hastening crowds, we make notes of Pickle-Herring Street: now pushed to the road, and now driven against the wall.”
”At the cost of sundry blows and much buffeting from the hastening crowds, we make notes of Pickle-Herring Street: now pushed to the road, and now driven against the wall.”
Bishopsgate Street.
Warehousing in the City.
”The warehouse-men pause aloft on their landing-stages, book in hand, to contemplate us ... The man bending beneath an immense sack turns up his eyes from under his burden, and appears pleased that he has disturbed us.”
”The warehouse-men pause aloft on their landing-stages, book in hand, to contemplate us ... The man bending beneath an immense sack turns up his eyes from under his burden, and appears pleased that he has disturbed us.”
Wentworth Street, Whitechapel
”From the Refuge by Smithfield we rattled through dark lanes, across horrid, flashing highways, to the Whitechapel Police Station, to pick up the superintendent of savage London.”
”From the Refuge by Smithfield we rattled through dark lanes, across horrid, flashing highways, to the Whitechapel Police Station, to pick up the superintendent of savage London.”
The Organ in the Court
The Devil's Acre — Westminster
“By the noble Abbey is the ignoble Devil's Acre, hideous where it now lies in the sunlight!”
“By the noble Abbey is the ignoble Devil's Acre, hideous where it now lies in the sunlight!”
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