he wild and mysterious Victorian Walter Potter universe, where baby rabbits go to school and crying over their notebooks erased, and where Bullingdon Club style pastry squirrels on cigars that toads jump and play in rats raid of his drinking den, is back in London, seven years after its creatures were sold and scattered around the world.The screens are being assembled for the reopening of the Museum of all, a pop-up museum in a former Victorian dairy, and later recording studio in Primrose Hill, London.Damien Hirst, who has built his international reputation on his creatures such as sharks, and Sir Peter Blake, who is co-curator of the exhibition, each have loaned items for exhibition. Both regard Potter as a genius, and his work as a national treasure that should be maintained for permanent public display.Other loans for the exhibition, opening next Wednesday, come from comedian Harry Hill, the photographer David Bailey, other private enthusiasts, and Pat Morris, a retired academic and expert on the history of taxidermy that intends to leave her own collection to a museum.Hirst has contributed a piece indeed Hirstian, called Happy Families, in which Potter has collected natural "enemies" including cats, dogs, birds, squirrels, rats, mice and a turtle, a truce distinctly uncomfortable.Blake's treasures include the house that Jack built, which has a miniature hen - that Potter produced by gluing feathers to a wooden mold - watch over a wren's nest eggs, and children in the woods, another piece with an air more than slightly creepy.Morris owns the largest piece, which has been featured in the museum. The Death of Cock Robin, which displays more than 100 birds, including a weeping widow and a gravedigger robin owl tumbled down a tiny portion of bone from the soil during the preparation of space for the tournament to the death. It normally occupies an entire wall of the guest room of Morris at Ascot.The beautifully painted backgrounds of the paintings show the fields, woods and buildings in Bramber, West Sussex village, where Potter spent his long life. He was born in 1835, left school at 14 years, self-taught taxidermy (starting with a pet bird), and honed his craft with specimens donated by friends.He opened his museum in a shed behind his father's pub. It proved so popular, stimulating trade pub dramatically, that the brewery has created a special-purpose museum that Potter ran until his death in 1918.The museum was taken over by his son-in-law, who died in 1969, he was then sold and moved first to Brighton and Arundel, and finally to Jamaica Inn in Cornwall. When the last owner retired, and taxidermist, who took care of the collection, has died, there was an attempt to sell the collection as a whole. But finally it was dispersed after a Bonham's auction where pieces sold for a maximum of £ 20 000 for collectors around the world.The founder of the Museum of Everything, James Brett, who made his fortune in movies and property, opened the first exhibition of "outsider art" that he sees, including the work done in prisons and units Mental Health last year, in conjunction with the Frieze Art Fair. It was intended to run for a fortnight, but was extended several times due to the public - and free coffee - and when he finally drew close to more than 35,000 visitors.It is this time to re-create the glorious chaos of Blake's studio. The artist who created the cover for the Beatles album Sergeant Pepper is a collector and collector on an epic scale, and the exhibition will include some of his toys, shells, and ephemeral circus giant banners."The idea of recreating the museum Potter began as a chance remark to Peter, and it became an obsession to bring the band back together," said Brett.. "He took my life But Potter's worth, it was a true original, and absolutely himself a foreign artist, both as a craftsman I can tell a potter's work of another taxidermist in a glance a room. - he was a genius. "Phone calls were still coming in every day of fanatics Potter, "he said. The three-legged pig, lamb with two heads and four chicken wings are already in place, but he is desperate to marry kittens back in the United States. He still hopes the school rabbits and Guinea pigs playing cricket, a piece believed to be in France, can still arise.Morris, who himself began seven years old taxidermy with a dead squirrel, aided by a guide Boys Own to this subject, says that Potter was a taxidermist very poor all his life: his birds were laminated to the chest because that it fitted with skins on the wrong sized organizations, and his cats had teddy bear eyes.But the genius of Potter was in his ability to create an entire miniature world, the world of a Victorian village which he knew intimately. The pieces are obsessively detailed and full of tiny jokes for the observer: in the club squirrels a creature of joy on a winning hand, not realizing that the viewer can see his opponent cards even better. There are cases of stuffed birds on the walls of the club, and paintings of the size of a postage stamp signed by a W Potter.The poster has never been to everyone's taste. Many thought they were grotesque abuse of animals, despite the poster insisting that none had been killed deliberately for collection. Animals do not die quietly in their sleep, if: Spot the dog, who belongs to a friend Potter, killed most of the drinking den of rats and other scenes, and when she died she was drunk and added to the collection.Morris defends vigorously taxidermy cons of political correctness, which he helped to doom the gathering. "Blaming taxidermy for the large number of rare species in the glass case is also illogical to blame the undertakers for all the dead in cemeteries."The Museum of Everything works at least until Christmas.
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