NATIONAL LIFE STORIES ARTISTS’ LIVES Joe Studholme Interviewed by Cathy Courtney and Tessa Sidey C466/74 This transcript is copyright of the British Library Board. Please refer to the Oral History curators at the British Library prior to any publication or broadcast from this document. Oral History The British Library 96 Euston Road London NW1 2DB 020 7412 7404 IMPORTANT Access to this interview and transcript is for private research only. Please refer to the Oral History curators at the British Library prior to any publication or broadcast from this document. Oral History The British Library 96 Euston Road London NW1 2DB 020 7412 7404 The British Library National Life Stories Interview Summary Sheet Title Page Ref no: C466/74/01-09 Digitised from cassette originals Collection title: Artists’ Lives Interviewee’s surname: Studholme Title: Interviewee’s forename: Joe Sex: Male Occupation: Dates: b. 14.01.1936 Dates of recording: 16.10.1996, 3.12.1996, 8.8.1997, 17.1.1998 Location of interview: Editions Alecto, London (tapes 1-4), Interviewee’s home, Salisbury (tapes 5-9) Name of interviewer: Cathy Courtney (tapes 1-4) Tessa Sidey (tapes 5-9) Type of recorder: Marantz CP430 and two lapel mics Recording format: TDK C60 Cassettes F numbers of playback cassettes: F6488-F6496 Total no. of digitised tracks: 18 Mono or stereo: Stereo Additional material at the British Library: Copyright/Clearance: Full clearance. © The British Library Interviewer’s comments: © The British Library Board http://sounds.bl.uk Joe Studholme C466/74/01 F6488A Page 1 F6488 Side A th Recording with Joe Studholme, October the 16 1996, at the offices of Editions Alecto in Piccadilly. [break in recording] Right, could you just tell me where and when you were born. Hold on. [break in recording] Where and when you were born, and today’s date and your name. th I was born at 12 Oxford Square, Paddington, on the 14 of January 1936, and my name is Joe Studholme. And today’s date? th And today’s date is the 15 of October 1996. And, where are we? We are at the offices of Editions Alecto, on the mezzanine floor at Sackville House, 40 Piccadilly, London W1. [break in recording] Could you do that again, because this is the real beginning. To begin again properly, could you just tell me where and when you were born? th Yes, I was born at 12 Oxford Square, in Paddington, on the 14 of January 1936. And how did you come to be born in Paddington? My parents lived there, my father was a member of the L.C.C., and he had lived in that house for ages, I can’t remember when they first moved there. It’s very © The British Library Board http://sounds.bl.uk Joe Studholme C466/74/01 F6488A Page 2 worrying, Cathy, because after the war the terrace was pulled down and blocks of flats were built, and where 12 Oxford Square was is now a gap between the two buildings, so I’m extremely worried about my blue plaque. It’ll have to go into the pavement. And, you obviously have memories of your parents, because they were around in your childhood. Do you remember their parents? Yes I do, I remember my father’s parents. My grandmother died some time after the war, my grandfather Studholme died in the war, he was a cantankerous fellow who lived in Devonshire and everyone was very scared of him. And my maternal grandmother died in 1924, but I had a lot to do with my maternal grandfather, who was a wonderful man called Harry Whitbread, and in fact we lived in his house all through the war in Wiltshire and he was really a sort of surrogate father because my father, although he didn’t go overseas, was in the Army and in London and we didn’t see a great deal of him. Right. And do you know anything about the family history prior to that generation, is there a Studholme family story that goes back a long way? Well quite a lot, yes. My elder brother, Paul, was a great genealogist and he successful proved that the Studholme families go right back to Adam and Eve practically; I mean there’s a real sort of Clapham Junction in genealogy, as you probably know, if you get back to Eleanor of Aquitaine, there’s no stopping you, you can go right back to El Cid and people. But seriously, he traced our family back to a th very long time, to Henry II, to the 11 century, in Cumberland where my family came from, and they spent, you know, hundreds of years there, in a pretty nasty place called Studholme, which is really a sort of bog to the left of Carlisle, doing I imagine very little indeed except rustle a few cattle over the Borders perhaps, and lived a very sort of quiet sort of vaguely minor-squirearchical life, and in the graveyard of Studholme and Abbey Holme[ph] there are there are masses of Studholme graves. And the th Studholme family actually collapsed, their fortunes collapsed in the middle of the 19 century when one of my forebears, who must have been more adventurous and scientific than most, got into mining, was one of the first people to follow a seam of coal under the sea, which was immensely profitable, until the sea came in and the © The British Library Board http://sounds.bl.uk Joe Studholme C466/74/01 F6488A Page 3 whole thing collapsed. And the eldest brother went off to Ireland and bought an enormous Georgian house in the middle of the Bog of Allen[ph] in what is now County Offaly, and the other three brothers went to New Zealand with the Canterbury Settlement, so a lot of my relations now are in New Zealand, and I am only back here in England because my grandfather Studholme had some sort of illness at the end of th the 19 century and came back to England about 1901 I think with my father, and remained here ever since. But my father was actually born in New Zealand. And is New Zealand part of your life now, are you in touch with those relatives? Not tremendously. We correspond, and we’re a very unimaginative family, a lot of my family are called Joe Studholme, so we’re always meeting on the doorstep saying, ‘Hello Joe Studholme’. And they do all the things we’ve meant to do for years and years and years, and never do, like going to the Derby and you know, rushing around seeing things. And I’ve once been with Rachel, my wife, to New Zealand on business, and being immensely busy in fact, rushing around, and staying with different relations all the way down North Island and South Island, who all asked exactly the same questions, so it was very exhausting, but they’re very nice people. And did they bear an resemblance to you, is there a family resemblance? I don’t know, I’m told I take after my mother’s family, but there certainly was a Studholme family resemblance, yes, it’s very close. And so, with the branch of the family that’s in this country, is that presumably now spread out as well, as the different generations have more and more children; is there quite a network of Studholmes now, or not? Very few in fact. My father had one brother who was in the navy and died about twenty years ago, and he had three children, and a sister who had three children, two of whom are still alive, but there’s not a big family at all. Right. And does Studholme have a meaning? © The British Library Board http://sounds.bl.uk Joe Studholme C466/74/01 F6488A Page 4 I should think it means something to do with horses, home of the horses I think. It’s, I guess, originally Scandinavian, and I have no idea whether this is true, but my brother always swore that we must be descended from Vikings who came creeping down the west coast of Scotland and landed up on this very unattractive bit of Cumberland, but that’s supposition. And thought, we’ll stay here. Yes, right. [break in recording] And, what do you remember of the Studholme grandfather then? Well I remember him giving me bits of chocolate before I went to bed, so I mean it was real cupboard love, he was a very gruff, bad-tempered chap, and he had some sort of a breakdown and his doctor said he was never thereafter to be cross, so he did exactly what he wanted and led my poor grandmother a pretty miserable life. He was very nice to me, but I just, my only real memory of him is waiting to say goodnight to him and looking at his bureau, because he used to open it up and give one a bar of chocolate, or a piece of chocolate, because in the war and it was a real delicacy. And, was he quite a formal person as far as you were concerned then? Very, very formal, very distant. A large man with a moustache, and always walked around with an enormous stick with a spud on it to pick up litter and cut down weeds and things, he was a great forester. So he wouldn’t have given you any hugs? No hugs at all, no, I don’t remember that at all. My Studholme family relations are very distant, they never enthused; ‘quite nice’ was their sort of thing. When my father became a Member of Parliament his mother said something incredibly dismissive, I mean not ‘Well done Henry, what a terrific thing,’ you know, ‘Well, very well then,’ or something like that. © The British Library Board http://sounds.bl.uk Joe Studholme C466/74/01 F6488A Page 5 And what do you remember that grandfather wearing? I remember him wearing a straw hat, a panama hat, and I guess it’s because I’ve seen photographs of him, sort of very long tweed coats, and I suppose corduroy trousers and boots. Smart boots, or...? No, just walking boots, brown lace-up boots. Right. And what had his profession been? He was a solicitor. Do you know with what firm? I’ve no idea. He practised in Exeter, and I guess he had a certain amount of private money because they came back from New Zealand and looked for a place to buy, and looked and looked and looked and looked, and apparently fell on the place they eventually bought, which is called Perridge House, in Ide, outside Exeter, in really sort of exasperation. But it was about a thousand acres, which my nephew, my brother’s eldest son, still lives in. Very steep, very bad farming country, I think he bought it because it was rather good shooting country, and lots of trees, and both he and particularly my father were tremendous foresters, and my elder brother, and it’s really an estate where they grow trees. And what is the house like? The house is, the sort of main block is a very pretty Regency house with a veranda at the front and pillars, and my grandfather, in the way that people did in sort of, before the First World War, built on an enormous wing, which is a frightful nuisance, and my father, when his mother died, and he by that time had a house where I was brought up in part of my childhood, further west near Plymouth, never thought that any of the family would live there, and converted the wing into flats, which is a very good idea, © The British Library Board http://sounds.bl.uk Joe Studholme C466/74/01 F6488A Page 6 and so therefore reduced the main house to very manageable proportions. But in fact my elder brother, Paul, shortly after he married, left the Army, and moved there when he was about 29 or 30, and spent the rest of his life there, he’s now dead, he died of cancer when he was 60. Right. And what do you remember being on the walls of that house in your grandfather’s time? Enormously-framed oil paintings, with very very thick frames, I mean they were four inches, six inches thick, and very deep, very Edwardian, and two particular pictures I remember very clearly which were sort of mock-Turners. In fact you know, when I first became interested in looking at pictures I thought they were Turners, and discovered – and so did my parents apparently – and they got the Mr Agnew of the day to come and have a look, who I should think from about forty paces said they weren’t Turners at all, but of the school of. So they were of sky and light, or what were they? They were sort of atmospheric Italian, that’s the way I can describe it, with very wispy trees and, fairly Turneresque actually, and people and landscape, and a lot of light, yes, there was a lot of light, which was very unusual, because the rest of the pictures I remember were our extremely ugly ancestors, in fact they were always th known as the Ugly Ones, going back to the 17 century, John Studholme of Studholme, you know, painted by journeymen artists, and my brother’s still got them. And were they all together in a gallery area, or where were they? They were in the dining-room, I think, and in the sitting-room; my grandparents had a wonderfully light, big sitting-room looking out at the garden. And do you remember how it was furnished, what it was actually like? I do actually, I remember it very clearly, that room, because it was a huge room, and I should think about fifty feet long probably with the windows all down one side, and © The British Library Board http://sounds.bl.uk Joe Studholme C466/74/01 F6488A Page 7 there was an enormous sort of block of furniture in the middle with a sofa and sofa table behind it, and at the far end, by the fireplace, were the two chairs where my grandparents sat, and against the window was the famous bureau where I got my chocolate, and that I remember very clearly. And it was all rather dark in the evening, they didn’t go in for lights very much, I remember it being very gloomy in the evening, but in the daytime it looked south and it was a wonderfully light and airy place with lots of rugs, a nice place to play when one was a child. And would it have been kept immaculately tidy? I should think so. There were quite a lot of maids about, there was one maid who was a great friend of mine called Ena, I’ve never found anyone else called Ena, except the Queen of Spain. And, yes, it all smelt, there was a particular smell about it, which you sometimes occasionally get, I haven’t had it for twenty years, but in sort of old- fashioned hotels in Eastbourne, you get the same sort of furniture polish smell, and a particular sort of stair carpet I remember, very patterned, I think they’re called Turkey carpets. And you would go and stay there sometimes, or what would it be? We would go and stay there, I guess two or three times a year probably, in the holidays. My mother hated it, never liked it, it’s one of the reasons why my father never moved in when my grandmother died, she didn’t like it at all for some reason; she didn’t get on very well with my aunt, Betty, my father’s sister, there was a certain frisson. And after my grandfather died my grandmother was very stricken with arthritis and became very bedridden, and had a rather splendid but extremely bossy nurse called Miss Cartwright, who dominated everyone’s life, including my mother’s, and she never liked the place. Right. So you wouldn’t have gone there just by yourself with your brother, you would have gone en famille? We went en famille, I’ve got one sister and we used to go en famille, and went with Nanny, and my cousins, when, I remember it always, there were always other cousins © The British Library Board http://sounds.bl.uk