From the archive: Cecil Beaton's Redditch House (1962)

As a new exhibition of Cecil Beaton's photography opens at the National Portrait Gallery, we revisit a 1962 feature on Cecil Beaton's country house in Wiltshire, Redditch House

When this room was extended, the opportunity was taken of curving the new interior wall on either side of the new end window and inserting a pair of large round-headed niches which now house a pair of enormous Meissen porcelain jars. Almost within the bow thus formed stands a splen­did inlaid tall Louis XVI desk with ormolu mounts, secret drawers which contain an amusing assembly of caricatures of friends, and on top, a Rex Whistler design for a needle­work rug worked by Mr Beaton's mother. The walls of this room are crowded with a personal collection of paintings which owe nothing to fashionable foibles and market values. A painting by Rex Whistler of Mr Beaton's earlier home at Ashcombe, high on the Wiltshire downs; a Tchelitchew; studies by a pupil of James Thornhill; Victorian flower paint­ings; a nocturne by Le Sidaner; an eighteenth-century port­rait of General Wolfe; a Graham Sutherland design for a needlework cushion, and a dozen other paintings glow from the deep wine-red walls of this room.

But the greatest boon derived from Mr Harbord's exten­sion of the wing, says Mr Beaton, was the conservatory, and many weekend visitors who have been given the blue-and­-white bedroom which opens into this garden room would be likely to agree with him. This quiet retreat, which also adjoins both garden and drawing-room, is as tranquil as any monastery garden tucked away on San Francesco del Des­erto. Only the gentle fall of the water from the low fountain into the goldfish pool stabs at the silence of the nearby Downs. The visitor reclines in a wickerwork rocking-chair from a porch in the American Deep South, feeling like an Edwardian politico remaking yet another Anglo-French agreement defining yet more spheres of influence.


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And beyond is the garden with its bold turfed slopes, leading up to the woodland ridge with its majestic beeches, oaks and sycamore trees. Nearer are the gravelled walks and that sheltered, stone-flagged, balustraded sun-trap in the corner formed by the linking of the old house and the later wing, a corner made for tea and conversation. This, con­fesses Mr Beaton, is the bit of Redditch he most nostalgic­ally remembered when working on drawings for Gigi in a bungalow in the grounds of the Beverly Hills Hotel; which is, he hastens to add, a very comfortable home­ from home, but a far, far cry from Broad Chalke, Wiltshire.

Little space remains to mention the garden, or rather gar­dens, which Mr Beaton has made at Redditch, and which are as prolific in ideas as the house itself: the recently made rose­ garden, for instance, with its grass paths and centred armil­lary sphere; the small greenhouse with its climbing rose which flowers in March; the Wiltshire walls with their thatched capping ... and so on and so on. These must be left for another article.