Makeup progress for Falstaff
Makeup progress for Falstaff
FALSTAFF
A volcanoof carnality capped by a head that seems red hot with fleshly passions.
Of all the examples in the book this is the most exaggerated.
In exaggerating to a point of almost buffoonery it has been my wish to show to what extremes make-up could be carried—extremes that should usually be avoided.
The chief intention was to give great additional breadth to the head and face, as opposed to the Don Quixote, in which case the head has been lengthened as much as possible.
What this additional breadth amounts to may be realised by referring to Fig. 1 of the progressive prints.
In Fig. 2 the wig is shown with the silk joined to it from which the cheeks and double chin are to be formed. With spirit gum the edges of the silk are joined round the eyes, mouth and nose. Next the cheeks and chin are padded, and the drawstring at the lower edge of the silk is tightened (see Fig. 3).
A large nose of nose-paste is formed (Fig. 4).
Pouches of nose paste are placed beneath the eyes and these are blended with the false cheeks, effectually covering the joins.
A groundwork of No. 3 grease paint made deeper with yellow, carmine, and a little lake is applied evenly all over the face, or perhaps it would be better to call it a mask. This will bring its various elements into accord.
Blotches of carmine mixed with a little yellow are dabbed on the nose and cheeks. High lights of white mixed with a little yellow are placed on the forehead, on the pouches under the eyes, and on the cheeks. Blend these with the groundwork carefully.
The beard and moustache are so placed that the actual outlines of the cheeks are lost. The beard is blended into the cheeks with crepe hair.
The eyelashes are coloured with reddish yellow making them seem smaller.
Shylock.I am bid forth to supper, Jessica:There are my keys. But wherefore should I go?I am not bid for love; they flatter me:But yet I'll go in hate, to feed uponThe Prodigal Christian. Jessica, my girl,Look to my house. I am right loth to go:There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest,For I did dream of money-bags to-night.