Illustrated in the style of a vintage Edwardian or Victorian photograph. This image is part of my 'Anicurio' collection. Each original illustration is carefully hand drawn in pencil. Once finished, I often hand age and treat them with various dye methods, to resemble an old dusty antique photograph. I want this series to suggest something that was rediscovered by you. An inherited artifact from a mysterious benefactor? Or perhaps revealed in a long abandoned attic, lying at the bottom of a chest. Buried beneath old dusty clothes and fading hand written notes.
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Sir Herbert Beerbalm
Sir Herbert's quest for gold
Beerbalm Was born in Surry, England, in 1867—the son of a wealthy mining family. As a young horse, he inherited the wealth of his recently deceased father. With it, he emigrated to Johannesburg, South Africa in 1885. This was slightly ahead of the gold rush in 1886.
The young Beerbalm made a considerable fortune based primarily on gold and silver investments throughout the area. Considered by many in society to be a 'bit of a racehorse,' he built a large estate and lived a life of luxury with all the trappings that come with it. However, he settled down eventually. In 1903, marrying a young mare, Beatrix Leicester. Together, they had two boy foals.
Sadly, however, towards the twilight of his life, Beerbalm lost most of his family's wealth after investing heavily in silver and other minerals in the lead-up to the Great Stock Market Crash of 1929.
Returning to England, a much humbled Beerbalm and family brought a small cottage in south Wales. There, they opened a gift shop, selling local wares and trinkets made of silver and gold. This was a profound adjustment for Herbert. He never envisioned himself as an ordinary tradesman.
This was a poignant reminder of his former glories. But the local Welsh community welcomed them, and once suitably adjusted, he spent his final years happy and content in his new role as the village goldsmith.