Tuesday, 26 February 2008

Hogarth revisited

As part of the campaign to disassociate pubs with "binge drinking", two complementary artworks have been produced at the behest of the Society for Independent Brewers (SIBA).

It doesn't take a genius to spot the inspiration behind "Pub Street" and "Binge Lane". They're latter day reworkings of a pair of engravings produced by William Hogarth in 1751.

The "Gin Craze" of the mid 18th century caused concern among the chattering classes, as the poor got absolutely blotto on cheap hooch. Hogarth's contrasting images of a happy and harmonious "Beer Street", as opposed to a brutal and decadent "Gin Lane", are probably the most effective pieces of pro-beer propaganda ever produced. Framed copies are displayed in countless pubs and homes to this day.

As evidenced by Hogarth's original work, concerns over public alcohol consumption are nothing new. As SIBA chairman Peter Amor says, “the gin of the 18th century may have been replaced by a whole trolley of cheap drinks, but the message is the same".

14 comments:

John said...

Those are really quite clever - I like them

Anonymous said...

listen this is all well and good but what we want is build up to the Rome trip, waheeeey, will Doc Gibbles be there with his cock and balls turning stomachs?

Stonch said...

I can confirm that Doc Gibbles will indeed be on the Rome trip. Can I also point out that it's my birthday on Thursday - and the 365 day countdown to my 30s will begin.

Last night I laughed when Ian Beale made a reference to Denis Healey. I feel old already.

Steve said...

The art is good, but it strikes me as moralising.

The Southport Drinker said...

I agree with the point about moralising but just like the pictures - can they be purchased anywhere? Happy Birthday in advance, by the way

Tandleman said...

I like moralising. It's healthy to moralise!

surfadelic23 said...

Doesn't excessive moralizing lead to blindness?

witwoud said...

Dunno ... Isn't there something just a bit weird about this pub? It seems to contain a pair of French intellectuals, a girl who's had a disastrous collagen implant, a sleazy Tory MP, and James Joyce performing a bizarre masonic handshake with a carpenter. I'm not sure I'd make a beeline for the Barleymow myself.

Mind you, I've always found Hogarth's Beer Street a little odd too -- especially the monstrous fellow who likes to drink, smoke, and wave a leg of ham in the air simultaneously.

David said...

Those pictures are great. They're even possibly going to a modern good cause.

I think the drinker/smoker/ham waver symbolises that if you drink beer (over gin) you will be prosporous and wealthy, hence able to afford tobacco and plenty of food. Presumably, through not being quite so hammered as those in gin lane.

Stonch said...

Did anyone feel that earthquake? Shook my whole bloody house.

witwoud said...

I see the epicentre was in Market Rasen.

God's angry at something...

Ricolas said...

I love the Hogarths and these updates are funny and relevant. Worry about over boozing has been part of British life for centuries - it is not a new phenomenon.

Let us hope that HMG realises that the problem that they want to fix is to deal with insanely cheap powerful off-sales and not price people out of pubs.

But then, being English has involved being pissed and fighting people for millennia. Hard to see how you can legislate against the national genetic and social heritage!

Stephen said...

I hope this isn't SIBA's best shot.

Stonch said...

Witwoud, I'd noticed that - and have just posted my (entirely serious and not in any way tongue-in-cheek) thoughts.

Never trust people who think beer subdivides into "lager", "bitter" and "Guinness". Never trust people who say they like chain bars because "they always know what they're getting". Never trust people who list "socialising" as an interest on their CV. Never trust people who can't give a straightforward answer when you ask them where they're from. Never trust people who invite you on skiing trips when you have never expressed any interest in the sport (or indeed their company). Never trust blokes who try and ban the c-word from conversation because their bird doesn't like it (just say it more). Never trust people who "don't like to lose control". Finally and most importantly, never, ever trust people who don't drink beer, unless they have a very good excuse - and for the avoidance of doubt, being an uptight, miserable sod is not a very good excuse.