Art,literature, exquisite interiors and copious copulation – do try to keep up with Virginia Woolf and the Bloomsbury setIf only their passions had been as muted as their palettes – how different life could own been for the Bloomsbury set. By the end of the opening episode of Life in Squares (BBC2), and the three-part dramatisation of the Stephen-Bell-Strachey-Keynes-Sackville-Woolf lot’s attempts to fit their life into their art,their art into their life and their genitals into anyone who was passing through WC1, we had had two deaths, and at least four affairs (depending whose terms you consume) and a handful of criminal assignations,all set against the most exquisitely tasteful interiors you could hope for. I don’t know how they found time to handpaint half the lampshades they did.
The drama took a certain effort of will to derive into. You just own to accept that you are in a world where people convened salons, and probably did say things like “Childe Harold is a load of posturing nonsense! It can’t hold a candle to Don Juan, or even whether the alexandrines are forced to breaking point! and let the pounding in your head pass.
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Source: theguardian.com