Palaces and Courts of the Exposition - Juliet James

Palaces and Courts of the Exposition

A Handbook of the Architecture Sculpture and Mural Paintings with
Special Reference to the Symbolism

By
Juliet James

"The trail is lost, the path is hid and winds
that blow from out the ages sweep me on to
that chill borderland where time's spent
sands engulf lost peoples and lost trails."

Marian Manville Pope

San Francisco
California Book Company
1915

Copyright 1915
By Juliet James

First printing
March, 1915

Second printing
April, 1915

San Francisco:
The Blair-Murdock Co.
Printers

A Foreword

The Pastel City by the Sea

There is a hill-crowned city by a silver sea, near a Golden Gate. For ages the water has washed from an almost land-locked bay against this hill-crowned city, and on its northern side has created of the shore an amphitheatre stretching for some three miles to the western headlands.

Behind this amphitheatre rises, in terraces, the steep hills of this water-lashed city, and in part, a forest of pines stretches to the west. Man has flanked this reach of shore by two lowering forts, and in front, across the sapphire sea, one looks onto the long undulations of hills, climaxed by grand old Tamalpais.

Just three years ago and one saw in this same low-lying shore only a marshy stretch, with lagoons working their way far into the land - the home of the seagull.

There came a time when, had you looked closely, you would have seen coming thru the Golden Gate a phantom flotilla of caravels, freighted with clever ideas.

On the vessels came; at the prows were several noble figures: Energy, Enterprise, Youth, the Spirit of the East, the Spirit of the West, Success, and in the last caravel, the stalwart Mother of Tomorrow.

They had dug and delved with mighty Hercules and had created that great gap that has severed two continents. Then, leaving their work to be finished, they had sailed on to celebrate their triumph in the Land of El Dorado, the region of their desires.

In a shallop in front of these floating winged vessels, riding on the waves, came Venus, rowed by the fairies - in her hand the golden ball of opportunity.

The mermaids, the dolphins, the little sea-horses sported in the wake of these vessels, leaving a long line of foam and silver as they sped on.

Over the waves they came to the Golden Land of the Pacific. They moored their vessels by the fort-flanked shores, and stepping out upon the haunt of the seagull, they moved boldly across this unsightly stretch of wave-washed land.

Enterprise and Energy pushed ahead: the Fairy ever flitting near. At a signal from Enterprise the Fairy turned her wheel, Venus threw her golden ball of opportunity, and lo! out of the foam of the sea rose a Venus city with the round sea bubbles resting on the roofs.

One day a man appeared on the hilltop o'erlooking this wondrous city and by his magic power, being filled with music, with color-music, he cast a spell and behold a pastel city by the sea - such an one as only those who dream could think of; a city glowing with warmth of color, with a softness and mystical charm such as only the brain of Jules Guerin could produce.

He is the conductor of this wondrous symphony, this beautiful Mozart fantasia, and if you listen, you can hear the strains of the great beautiful melodies wafted now east, now west, now north, now south, rising to great climaxes, falling back to great chords of harmony, or, in an allegro movement, causing you almost to trip with delight in the joy of it all.

Your eye is enthralled with the beauty of the coloring. One sees turquoise green domes floating in a silver-moated ether, long colonnades of glacial ice columns leading to regions beyond, where quiet silver pools throw back the mirrored glories.

Battalions of daffodils holding their long sabers stand in the South Garden, making ready for the great festival. Soon those daffodils will raise their golden trumpets and will sound the fanfare at the opening of the Great Jubilee, and up will spring two hundred thousand wide-eyed yellow pansies to look and wonder at the marvelous beauty and help in the hallelujah chorus that will be one great poeon of joy - one splendid hymn of praise.

And the blue eucalypti against the walls will lend their voices, the yellow acacias will add their cadences; while down by the great lagoon, ten thousand periwinkles will dance for joy.

Far out on the waters will be intoned to the rhythm of the waves a chorus from white-robed water-lilies, who, like a throng of choristers, will send their anthems rippling over the sun-kissed waves.

The Spirit of the East that has added its domes, its minarets, its soft-glowing colors, will remain and join hands with the Spirit of the West, that strong, pulsating energetic spirit, and the harmony produced will vibrate from the shores of the Occident to the shores of the Orient and bring about a better understanding, a great world peace.

And the world will come to listen. The great music will sound across the waters, and the world will be the better in its way of thinking, of working, of living - and all because of the great beauty. Wonderful is it to be living today, to have the opportunity of watching the beginning of this mighty growth; to be present at one of the world's greatest events.

And the pastel city by the sea will not leave us, for, as the years go on, whatever be our mission, the vision of this dream-city will float before us, leading us to finer, higher works, strengthening our ideals, and causing us to give only of our finest fiber.

Table of Contents

Foreword - The Pastel City by the Sea
Ground Plan of Palaces and Courts
Prayers at Opening of Exposition
Chiefs of Departments
Architecture and Architects
Sculptors and Mural Painters
Materials of the Palaces
Material of the Statues
Machinery Palace
Palace of Varied Industries
Flora of the Avenue of Progress and the Avenue of Palms
Palace of Manufactures and Palace of Liberal Arts
Palace of Education
Aisles between the Palaces
Court of the Universe
Cosmical Side of the Court of the Universe
Human Side of the Court of the Universe
Historical Side of the Court of the Universe
Ethical Side of the Court of the Universe
Floral Side of the Court of the Universe
Festival Side of the Court of the Universe
Tower of Jewels
Jewels on the Tower
Column of Progress
Court of the Ages
North Court of the Ages
Court of the Four Seasons
Court of Palms
Court of Flowers
Italian Towers
Palace of Fine Arts
Palace of Horticulture
South Gardens
Festival Hall
Color Scheme
Index

List of Illustrations

"The End of the Trail" (by James E. Fraser)
Machinery Palace
Palace of Varied Industries
Portal of the Palace of Varied Industries
Portal of the Palace of Liberal Arts
West Side of the Palace of Education
"Thought" (by Ralph Stackpole)
Portal of all the Palaces facing North
Court of the Universe
"The Rising Sun" (by A. A. Weinmann)
"Descending Night" (by A. A. Weinmann)
"Earth" (by Robert Aitken)
"The Genius of Creation" (by Daniel C. French)
"The Nations of the Occident" (by Calder, Roth and Lentelli)
"Youth" (by Edith W. Burroughs)
Part of "Fountain of El Dorado" (by G. V. Whitney)
Tower of Jewels
"Cortez" (by Chas. Niehaus)
North Court of Court of the Universe
"The Adventurous Bowman" (by H. A. McNeil)
Court of the Ages
"Water" (by Frank Brangwyn)
Panel of "The Fountain of the Earth" (by R. Aitken)
Court of the Four Seasons
"The Fountain of Ceres" (by Evelyn B. Longman)
"The Feast of the Sacrifice" (by Albert Jaegers)
The Emerald Pool
"Winter" (by Furio Piccirilli)
Eastern Gateway of Court of Four Seasons
Court of Palms
"The American Pioneer" (by Solon Borglum)
Palace of Fine Arts
Corner of the Palace of Fine Arts
Panel of "Pegasus " (by Bruno Zimm)
Palace of Horticulture
"The Fountain of Energy" (by A. Stirling Calder)
Festival Hall

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Palaces and Courts of the Exposition A Handbook of the Architecture Sculpture and Mural Paintings with Special Reference to the Symbolism By Juliet James "The trail is lost, the path is hid and winds that blow from out the ages sweep me on to that chill borderland where time's spent sands engulf lost peoples and lost trails." Marian Manville Pope San Francisco California Book Company 1915 Copyright 1915 By Juliet James First printing March, 1915 Second printing April, 1915 San Francisco: The Blair-Murdock Co. Printers A Foreword The Pastel City by the Sea There is a hill-crowned city by a silver sea, near a Golden Gate. For ages the water has washed from an almost land-locked bay against this hill-crowned city, and on its northern side has created of the shore an amphitheatre stretching for some three miles to the western headlands. Behind this amphitheatre rises, in terraces, the steep hills of this water-lashed city, and in part, a forest of pines stretches to the west. Man has flanked this reach of shore by two lowering forts, and in front, across the sapphire sea, one looks onto the long undulations of hills, climaxed by grand old Tamalpais. Just three years ago and one saw in this same low-lying shore only a marshy stretch, with lagoons working their way far into the land - the home of the seagull. There came a time when, had you looked closely, you would have seen coming thru the Golden Gate a phantom flotilla of caravels, freighted with clever ideas. On the vessels came; at the prows were several noble figures: Energy, Enterprise, Youth, the Spirit of the East, the Spirit of the West, Success, and in the last caravel, the stalwart Mother of Tomorrow. They had dug and delved with mighty Hercules and had created that great gap that has severed two continents. Then, leaving their work to be finished, they had sailed on to celebrate their triumph in the Land of El Dorado, the region of their desires. In a shallop in front of these floating winged vessels, riding on the waves, came Venus, rowed by the fairies - in her hand the golden ball of opportunity. The mermaids, the dolphins, the little sea-horses sported in the wake of these vessels, leaving a long line of foam and silver as they sped on. Over the waves they came to the Golden Land of the Pacific. They moored their vessels by the fort-flanked shores, and stepping out upon the haunt of the seagull, they moved boldly across this unsightly stretch of wave-washed land. Enterprise and Energy pushed ahead: the Fairy ever flitting near. At a signal from Enterprise the Fairy turned her wheel, Venus threw her golden ball of opportunity, and lo! out of the foam of the sea rose a Venus city with the round sea bubbles resting on the roofs. One day a man appeared on the hilltop o'erlooking this wondrous city and by his magic power, being filled with music, with color-music, he cast a spell and behold a pastel city by the sea - such an one as only those who dream could think of; a city glowing with warmth of color, with a softness and mystical charm such as only the brain of Jules Guerin could produce. He is the conductor of this wondrous symphony, this beautiful Mozart fantasia, and if you listen, you can hear the strains of the great beautiful melodies wafted now east, now west, now north, now south, rising to great climaxes, falling back to great chords of harmony, or, in an allegro movement, causing you almost to trip with delight in the joy of it all. Your eye is enthralled with the beauty of the coloring. One sees turquoise green domes floating in a silver-moated ether, long colonnades of glacial ice columns leading to regions beyond, where quiet silver pools throw back the mirrored glories. Battalions of daffodils holding their long sabers stand in the South Garden, making ready for the great festival. Soon those daffodils will raise their golden trumpets and will sound the fanfare at the opening of the Great Jubilee, and up will spring two hundred thousand wide-eyed yellow pansies to look and wonder at the marvelous beauty and help in the hallelujah chorus that will be one great poeon of joy - one splendid hymn of praise. And the blue eucalypti against the walls will lend their voices, the yellow acacias will add their cadences; while down by the great lagoon, ten thousand periwinkles will dance for joy. Far out on the waters will be intoned to the rhythm of the waves a chorus from white-robed water-lilies, who, like a throng of choristers, will send their anthems rippling over the sun-kissed waves. The Spirit of the East that has added its domes, its minarets, its soft-glowing colors, will remain and join hands with the Spirit of the West, that strong, pulsating energetic spirit, and the harmony produced will vibrate from the shores of the Occident to the shores of the Orient and bring about a better understanding, a great world peace. And the world will come to listen. The great music will sound across the waters, and the world will be the better in its way of thinking, of working, of living - and all because of the great beauty. Wonderful is it to be living today, to have the opportunity of watching the beginning of this mighty growth; to be present at one of the world's greatest events. And the pastel city by the sea will not leave us, for, as the years go on, whatever be our mission, the vision of this dream-city will float before us, leading us to finer, higher works, strengthening our ideals, and causing us to give only of our finest fiber. Table of Contents Foreword - The Pastel City by the Sea Ground Plan of Palaces and Courts Prayers at Opening of Exposition Chiefs of Departments Architecture and Architects Sculptors and Mural Painters Materials of the Palaces Material of the Statues Machinery Palace Palace of Varied Industries Flora of the Avenue of Progress and the Avenue of Palms Palace of Manufactures and Palace of Liberal Arts Palace of Education Aisles between the Palaces Court of the Universe Cosmical Side of the Court of the Universe Human Side of the Court of the Universe Historical Side of the Court of the Universe Ethical Side of the Court of the Universe Floral Side of the Court of the Universe Festival Side of the Court of the Universe Tower of Jewels Jewels on the Tower Column of Progress Court of the Ages North Court of the Ages Court of the Four Seasons Court of Palms Court of Flowers Italian Towers Palace of Fine Arts Palace of Horticulture South Gardens Festival Hall Color Scheme Index List of Illustrations "The End of the Trail" (by James E. Fraser) Machinery Palace Palace of Varied Industries Portal of the Palace of Varied Industries Portal of the Palace of Liberal Arts West Side of the Palace of Education "Thought" (by Ralph Stackpole) Portal of all the Palaces facing North Court of the Universe "The Rising Sun" (by A. A. Weinmann) "Descending Night" (by A. A. Weinmann) "Earth" (by Robert Aitken) "The Genius of Creation" (by Daniel C. French) "The Nations of the Occident" (by Calder, Roth and Lentelli) "Youth" (by Edith W. Burroughs) Part of "Fountain of El Dorado" (by G. V. Whitney) Tower of Jewels "Cortez" (by Chas. Niehaus) North Court of Court of the Universe "The Adventurous Bowman" (by H. A. McNeil) Court of the Ages "Water" (by Frank Brangwyn) Panel of "The Fountain of the Earth" (by R. Aitken) Court of the Four Seasons "The Fountain of Ceres" (by Evelyn B. Longman) "The Feast of the Sacrifice" (by Albert Jaegers) The Emerald Pool "Winter" (by Furio Piccirilli) Eastern Gateway of Court of Four Seasons Court of Palms "The American Pioneer" (by Solon Borglum) Palace of Fine Arts Corner of the Palace of Fine Arts Panel of "Pegasus " (by Bruno Zimm) Palace of Horticulture "The Fountain of Energy" (by A. Stirling Calder) Festival Hall