Scribble Picnic. . . . . . . . . . Curtain

I love theatre. I support local theatre and adore the talented people who

 act, sing, dance. Also the many backstage people whom we never even see. 

Carpenters and painters - builders of fabulous scenery, costumers - designing
 or working with vintage clothing, lighting and sound people. . . . . . and of course
 when it's a musical, the talented musicians down in the pit.

I almost always make it to the end of the show and am up on my feet for the
 curtain call, applauding, yelling bravo, but not whistling - I can't do that.

I love stage curtains, especially the heavy velvet ones with tassels and fringe.

Tiebacks and pelmets are gorgeous finishing touches.

I used to sew a lot of curtains and fancy window treatments, now I buy just

 simple linen panels. When did curtains become drapes? I prefer curtains. . . .a word

 of mystery making one wonder what goes on behind them!

In England we grew up with lace or net curtains at the windows, there were no blinds.
 Heavier curtains were drawn over them at night - drawing the curtains meant 
evening was 'drawing in' and another day was over.
We always joked about nosey old ladies peeking out from behind their net 
curtains, watching and telling tales about the neighbors! Sound familiar Michael?

My imaginary stage curtains edited with PicMonkey, colored with pencils.

Michael's SCRIBBLE PICNIC theme for this week is CURTAIN.
Do visit and see what our art collective has sketched this week. . . . and
why not join in, we'd love to have you.

The Pavilion, Torquay. . . . . . . .

Torquay's historic Pavilion, once a beautiful theatre - the interior ceiling was 

exquisite - was quite an important part of my childhood. 

Memories of attending shows there include the annual Pantomime over the 

Christmas holiday, always a long awaited treat for many children. 
I can recall quite clearly how exciting that outing always was for me. 
Wearing a new 'party dress' (always made by my dressmaker mum), and 
carrying a box of chocolates to nibble during Intermission - that's a British 
tradition for theatre-goers - I was ready for a fabulous time.

Now, and not unexpected, new plans are in the works to try and rescue this 

beautiful building and bring it back into use, perhaps as the entrance to a 

proposed multi-story attached hotel/apartment complex. 

It could also include a spa, restaurants (which it used to have), 

and other public spaces. Anything would be great as 

the wrecking ball should never be permitted anywhere near it!

Early one morning we decided that, although cloudy, we would take a Ferris wheel 

ride to view the harbour area from a bird's eye view. 

The wheel has become a Summer installation for the past couple of years and has 

proved very popular.

The Pavilion was built on land reclaimed from the sea, on a concrete raft on 

which steel stanchions and girders were erected. This early work commenced in 1890, 

and the Pavilion building itself started in 1911. 

It was opened in 1912 with a foyer, auditorium with large curtained stage, lounges 

and cafe, all oak-panelled and elegantly plastered. 

There was a curved balcony, stained glass and potted plants, with an open-air 

promenade and a tea garden. 

Here Jasmin and I are standing near the now boarded up main entrance 

to the Pavilion. Note the historic plaque commemorating Dame Agatha Christie, 

also the blue one below with the building dates and info.

 These particular windows were at one time my mother's office during the years she 

worked as the theatre's box office manager in the 1960's after I left Torquay and 

moved to the US.

Statue of Mercury above the main entrance.

Britannia topping the central dome.

Looking back from the Ferris wheel across the Pavilion roof toward the Strand 

and clock tower - my first real job in an insurance company was in that area.

The building's facing tiles, Doulton's Carrera enameled stoneware, made the 

Pavilion appear like a white palace. The impressive central copper-covered dome is 

topped by a life-sized figure of Britannia, two smaller domes on each side of the entrance 

support copper figures of Mercury, and other exterior decorations include flowers and 

urns topped with pineapples and scrolls. Fine cast ironwork in the Art Nouveau style

edged the steps to the promenade deck and the octagonal bandstands or 

summerhouses. All very impressive in the building's heyday of course.

Looking down from the Ferris wheel on the beautiful copper roof.

In the late 1970's the theatre was closed and demolition proposed due to years 

of neglect due to lack of funding for repairs. 

In 1973 it became a listed historic building which meant, thankfully, it had to 

be preserved. 

In 1976 it was leased out to continue as an amusements venue, a bingo hall, 

a skating rink, and finally a shopping center - all of which destroyed the interior - and 

now it stands closed and rapidly deteriorating whilst awaiting restoration. 

The deal with the local council for proposed building permission on the land 

next to the Pavilion, includes that all the Pavilion restoration work has to be done by the 

developer - quite a huge undertaking but so worthwhile. I wish them luck and 

hope to return home in the future to see it all completed and the beautiful building in use 

once again.

I must say I was able to view my home town in quite a different way from the 

heights of the Ferris wheel - and I loved it. Here, looking across the Outer Harbour 

toward the just visible town of Paignton, you can also see to the right, the old 

Princess Pier I mentioned in the earlier post on Agatha Christie.

This is the Inner Harbour area showing the fairly new pedestrian bridge on the right joining the two harbors.