If I were born royal, I’d for sure want to be a younger child. It looks to me like Prince Harry has a lot more freedom than the more direct heir to the throne, Prince William. In Sweden, Prince Eugene was the fortunate younger son of the royal family in the late 19th century.
Eugene was born in 1865 in Drottningholm Palace, on a beautiful island about an hour by boat from Stockholm. It’s still the home of the Swedish royal family, and makes for a dreamy visit. Eugene was fourth in line to the throne, so he was pretty much free to do as he liked. Nobody expected him to marry and produce an heir, although he did cheerfully carry out many royal duties.
What Eugene wanted was to paint and to hobnob with artists and writers. He found the perfect spot for his home on the island of Djurgarden, with views over the water of the Stockholm skyline. He studied painting seriously, in Stockholm, Olso and Paris.
Today, his beloved home, Waldemarsudde, is an enchanting museum with the rooms left as they were at his death in 1947.
His top-floor studio space is a gallery with rotating exhibits, some by artists the Prince patronized during his long life.
In his studio and on his peaceful grounds, Eugene contentedly painted the Swedish and Norwegian landscapes he loved. The painting just above is a beloved country home where he spent time.
Eugene decorated his home with the work of other artists who were his friends. He considered “The Water Sprite” by Ernst Josephson, 1884, to be one of his best acquisitions. Josephson did three versions of this painting of a character from Swedish folklore. Eugene offered it to the Academy in Stockholm, but they considered it too daring to accept. It seems the problem was not so much the nudity as the style. Josephson was breaking away from the time-honored traditions of Realism and Naturalism. He was getting into the movement that later became known as Symbolism. Eugene was more than happy to keep the painting, which dominates his salon.
Inside Waldemarsudde, Eugene studied, read, and entertained his friends–most of them artists, and many of them partisans of the then-radical ideas of the 1880s. Although he was named the Duke of Narke at his birth, Eugene much preferred artists to royalty.
Having seen Drottningholm Palace, the Royal Palace in Stockholm, and Waldemarsudde, I’m with Eugene. The palaces are showplaces, gilded, confining, and a little dreary. Waldemarsudde is a light-filled home. I’d choose the artist’s life over the Royal Prince’s any day.
Join me next time for more explorations in the art and history of Europe!