The Tea Table, Mabel Frances Layng, Oil on Canvas, 1920-1937 (West Park Museum) Become a Member
Tea in the Bedsitter, Harold Gilman, Oil on Canvas, 1916-1917 (Kirklees Museums & Galleries) ‘Conversation Piece at the Royal Lodge, Windsor’, Herbert James Gunn, Oil on Canvas, 1950 (National Portrait Gallery, London) The Merry Wives, Paul Montem Clarke, Oil on Canvas, 1949 (The Potteries Museum & Art Gallery) The Little Invalid, Henry Tonks, Oil on Panel, 1912 (Manchester Art Gallery) Tea Things, Henry Lamb, Oil on Canvas, 1932 (Birmingham Museums Trust) But indeed I would rather have nothing but tea.
Jane Austen
Tea with Sickert, Ethel Sands, Oil on Canvas, c. 1911-1912 (Tate) Still Life with Teapot on Round Table, Anne Redpath, Oil on Hardboard, c. 1945 (National Galleries of Scotland) The Little Tea Party (Nina Hamnett and Roald Kristian), Walter Sickert, 1915-1916 (Tate) Ladies Taking Tea, Marie-Louise Roosevelt Pierrepont, Oil on Canvas, 1935 (Thoresby Courtyard) The Tea Table, Harold Harvey, Oil on Canvas, 1920 (Royal Cornwall Museum) You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to please me.
C.S. Lewis
The Cruise, Mary Adshead, Oil on Canvas, 1934 (Tate) Mrs Elizabeth Lockhart, Alberto Morrocco, Oil on Canvas, 1948 (University of Aberdeen) Kitchen at 'The George', John Kynnersley Kirby, Oil on Canvas, 1932 (Leamington Spa Art Gallery & Museum) Froanna, the Artist's Wife, Wyndham Lewis, Oil on Canvas, 1937 (Kelvingrove Art Gallery & Museum) Interior, Gwen John, Oil on Canvas, 1924 (Manchester Art Gallery) Tea! Bless ordinary everyday afternoon tea!
Agatha Christie
A Lover of Dickens, Charles Spencelayh, Oil on Canvas, 1947 (Gallery Oldham) Blue and White China, Francis Campbell Boileau Cadell, Oil on Canvas (Paisley Museum & Art Galleries) ‘The Burleigh Family Taking Tea at Wilbury Crescent, Hove’, Charles Henry Harrison Burleigh, Oil on Canvas, c. 1947 (Museum of the Home) The Cafe (Café Conte, London), Frank Graham Bell, Oil on Canvas, 1937-1938 (Manchester Art Gallery) Still Life by the Fire, William Whitehead Ratcliffe, Oil on Canvas, c. 1914 (Manchester Art Gallery) The Old Mug, Reginald Robert Tomlinson, Oil on Panel, 1931 (The Potteries Museum & Art Gallery) Tea is the only simple pleasure left to us.
Oscar Wilde
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Loved these...you made me think of one of the loveliest 'tea-themed' poems: Milk for the Cat
When the tea is brought at five o'clock,
And all the neat curtains are drawn with care,
The little black cat with bright green eyes
Is suddenly purring there.
At first she pretends, having nothing to do,
She has come in merely to blink by the grate,
But, though tea may be late or the milk may be sour,
She is never late.
And presently her agate eyes
Take a soft large milky haze,
And her independent casual glance
Becomes a stiff, hard gaze.
Then she stamps her claws or lifts her ears,
Or twists her tail and begins to stir,
Till suddenly all her lithe body becomes
One breathing, trembling purr.
The children eat and wriggle and laugh;
The two old ladies stroke their silk:
But the cat is grown small and thin with desire,
Transformed to a creeping lust for milk.
The white saucer like some full moon descends
At last from the clouds of the table above;
She sighs and dreams and thrills and glows,
Transfigured with love.
She nestles over the shining rim,
Buries her chin in the creamy sea;
Her tail hangs loose; each drowsy paw
Is doubled under each bending knee.
A long, dim ecstasy holds her life;
Her world is an infinite shapeless white,
Till her tongue has curled the last holy drop,
Then she sinks back into the night,
Draws and dips her body to heap
Her sleepy nerves in the great arm-chair,
Lies defeated and buried deep
Three or four hours unconscious there.
Harold Monro (1879-1932)
Another great set of pictures.
I can't help feeling you missed one great 'tea' quote: "I would rather have a cup of tea than sex." - Boy George