“Don Giovanni” and the magical garden

Image: West Green House

It has become something of an annual tradition for us to go to one of the outdoor operas at West Green House Gardens near Hartley Wintney in Hampshire and, last night, it was “Don Giovanni”. The gardens are a regular haunt for me in any case as they are quite stunning and provide inspiration and camera-food from the minute they open each spring until the Christmas opening when the shop, barn and greenhouse are made magical with an array of stunning and unusual Christmas decorations that are for sale.  Visiting the gardens for a stroll around and afternoon tea has been an intrinsic part of summer for years now and even inspired a series of paintings that I did 6 or 7 years ago and which were available from West Green at the time. It really is one of my favourite places and all of 15 minutes drive away.

West Green Gardens

West Green House GardensThe annual Country House Opera held there is the highlight of it all and the one year we didn’t go, due to a clash with our holiday, we really felt the “hole” in our summer season. I’ve always been an opera fan and outdoor opera, in any case (such as those performed in outdoor theatres in Holland Park and so on) can be quite magical.  What I enjoy most about West Green’s take on opera is its intimacy and its lack of pretentious over-kill when it comes to stage and scenery.  As they West Green Gardensproudly declare to the audience by way of an introduction to the performance, their spin on each production is usually as close as it could possibly be to the original intention of the composer and the type of setting for which the opera would have been written, in days when courtyards and the gardens of countryWest Green Gardens houses would have been a most typical place for opera to be performed. Placing the opera back into its historical context, on the lawns of a garden overlooked by the busts of gods and emperors in the niches of the walls, surrounded by walledWest Green Gardens gardens, water gardens and a lake… somehow it all feels like exactly the right setting in which to enjoy the high-drama, high-emotions, and often earthy comedy, that is opera –  and all the better for being accompanied by a sub-plot of geese flying overhead, the evening co coo coo co coo of wood pigeons and (last night) the unexpected boom-fizz of a nearby fireworks display.

West Green House theatre

To set the scene more fully let me also explain that, at West Green, you are not exposed to the night sky during the performance so there is no threat at all of impromptu rain
shower. The Green Theatre is effectively a large marquee lit West Green Operaby chandeliers, with tiered seating and a more than adequate stage and orchestra pit. This is made all the more magical by the fact that its approach, in the dimming light, is through the gardens bedecked with lanterns.

West Green House GardensBy the time the performance starts, you have already spent an hour or two enjoying those gardens in the privileged mellowness of the late afternoon sunshine that usually arrives long after the gardens have closed to the public. West Green House GardensStrolling along the maze of gravel paths as the aliums and sweet peas are made luminous by the setting sun, you make your way to collect your picnic and return to your spot by the lake to enjoy – in our case – a bottle of prosecco and an intimate spot beneath lanterns strung on trees next to a bridge leading to a miniature island with an oriental gazebo that could have come straight out of The Willow Pattern.

West Green House Gardens

The lake edge is generally dotted with couples who have made claim to the more intimate spots with a view, just as we always do. Larger gatherings of friends and family set-up whole areas of convivial dining on rugs or huge tables set with elaborate decorations and chandeliers. Other groups play it safe with the weather and share large marquees or smaller Indian marquees decorated with candles West Green House Gardensand strung lanterns. More groups still turn greenhouses into amber-hued diningrooms a-sparkle with wine glasses and chandeliers in the candlelight. The evening air hums with the sound of gentle conversation and laughter. A hand-bell is rung to warn that it’s almost time for the performance to start and so a procession through the gardens begins to form, by which time the just-set sun allows the lanterns to take over and so the gardens look quite different again, also the heady scent of flowers always seems to become so much more potent in the evening light, even more so as dresses brush against the edges as guests make their way to their seats.

The performance itself, as ever, took me aback for being the equal of any I have seen on a larger stage.  A quick thumb through the programme is enough to tell you why; this may be a small and largely unheard of venue but the composite CV of its cast is extremely West Green Gardensimpressive, these are no amateurs and they all mix West Green in amongst  a busy schedule of other engagements that span some of the most famous opera houses in the world, presumably because they enjoy performing there (and I can see why)!  The stage set may be simplistic but it works and ensures that all attention is fixed on the performance itself.  This year – and to add to its rustic charm – there was a small glitch with lighting in the second half so that they had to take a few minutes pause to attend to the electrical supply, but this was all handled and received with good humour and a hearty cheer was raised by the audience when the rear-stage lights came back on again, so all part of the fun!

West Green House Gardens

West Green has a tradition of picking operas that are that little bit less run of the mill and
their selection often includes at least one, per year, from my list of “would most like to see” so that opening their newsletter in January quite often causes me to whoop with delight. Two years ago it was “Dido and Aeneas” which rates as one of my top two most-listened-to operas but which I had never managed to see on the stage and so that was a thrill. The choice, this year, was between “The Merry Widow” or “Don Giovanni” but, for me, there was no hesitation as I have always wanted to see the latter, well ever since watching the film “Amadeus” and the use of the music from Act II to accompany the scenes in which Salieri haunts Mozart by coming to his door to commission a requiem mass dressed to look like the composer’s dead father; dark and brooding in the extreme, I couldn’t wait to see thatWest Green House Gardens piece played out on a stage. Marc Callahan played the infamous lothario, Don Giovanni, to perfection and the performance as a whole was superb and wonderfully well-acted, comic and entertaining, quite aside from the singing which was top-notch!

West Green House Gardens

The rest of the evening always plays out with an hour-long interval in which you can return to your picnic spot for desert and another glass or two of wine. Now completely dark, lanterns hung between trees pick out the edge of the lake and are West Green House Gardensdoubled up in reflection.  Strange new landscapes emerge as coloured lights in deepest pink, scarlet and blue pick up the shapes of trees and play with the water jets in the waterWest Green House Gardens gardens.  The whole of the landscape takes on a surreal edge and a magical quality like living in a child’s world of coloured lollipop trees.  The flower beds have altered yet again, darker shapes receding and lighter foliage, and particularly white flowers, looming forwards like giant faces from the undergrowth.  And the scent of it all…how do I begin to describe it, the scent of a night garden is just wonderful,  a heady mixture of floral scent, warm moist earth and something else that you can’t quite put your finger on.

West Green House Gardens

Back down the path beneath hoops of foliage, the shiny red apples now overtaken by brightest white lights, ready to retake your seat for the second half.  Then the grand finale, rapturous applause and a final walk through the gardens, including the traditional pilgrimageWest Green Gardens in single file through the arch into The Nympaeum with its narrow channels of water flowing downhill on either side of the steps and, at the top, a view across the lawn to a grotto colour-lit into something from a dream.

A final stroll through the walled West Green House Gardensgarden and back to the lakeside to collect our things. We follow roughly the same route through the garden, after the performance, each year and yet the walk never grows stale; new planting and ever new lighting effects make sure of that. In the space of one evening, you are left with the distinct impression that you have witnessed the West Green House Gardensgarden itself change its costume more than once; in effect becoming part of the theatricals taking place in its midst.

What is left in the cool light of day is the sense of having lived a waking dream.  The gardens at night leave a magical impression that lingers long after the event and whilst I expect and intend to see many an opera in the future, in all sorts of places, what I don’t expect is to ever enjoy a venue more than West Green because what it has achieved in its garden setting is a sort of perfection that requires no improvement.

This slideshow requires JavaScript.

West Green House Gardens http://www.westgreenhouse.co.uk

About Helen White

Helen White is a professional artist and published writer with two primary blogs to her name. Her themes pivot around health and wellbeing, expanded consciousness and ways of noticing how life is a constant dance between the deeply subjective and the collective-universal, all of which she explores with a daily hunger to get to know herself better. Her blog Living Whole shines a light on living with high sensitivity, dealing with trauma and healing from chronic health issues. Spinning the Light is an extremely broad-based platform where she elucidates the everyday alchemy of relentless self-exploration. A lifetime of "feeling like an outsider" slowly emerged as neurodivergence (being a Highly Sensitive Person with ADHD, synaesthesia, sensory processing challenges and other defecits overlapping with giftedness). All of these topics are covered in her blogs, written from two distinct vantage points so, if you have enjoyed one of them, you may wish to explore the other for a different, yet entirely complimentary, perspective.
This entry was posted in Culture, Gardens & gardening, Music & theatre, Photography and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

3 Responses to “Don Giovanni” and the magical garden

  1. Pingback: The christmas garden | helenwhiteart

  2. Louis says:

    What a wonderful experience! You describe the occasion beautifully both in words and pictures and I feel that I too was present!


Please comment on what I have shared and follow me if you enjoyed it!

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s