Review of 'Leonardo's Nephew, Three Worlds of Michaelangelo and What Painting Is'
- By Paul Trachtman
- Smithsonian magazine, June 1999, Subscribe
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And so he did. Except for the quote, the story Beck tells is as much a piecework of suppositions as an act of scholarship: in the two short paragraphs it takes to describe the incident, the narrative is interspersed with a half-dozen caveats — "must have," "probably," "I imagine," "would have," "likely" and "could have." Such phrases dot the landscape of the book, as required by the art of interpretation, making this very much a Michelangelo-according-to-Beck. The "three worlds" in the book's title refer to Michelangelo's relations with his father, with Lorenzo di Medici and with Pope Julius, the pontiff who commissioned the Sistine Chapel paintings.At its best, Beck's sense of art history gives us fascinating vignettes, such as the debate in Florence over where to place Michelangelo's giant marble David, or an account of the interlude when the artist was painting the Sistine Chapel, learning and inventing a series of new techniques as he worked. But biography, while it may broaden, does not always deepen our appreciation of the art itself. "Throughout his life, Michelangelo almost never wrote about art as such," Beck observes. This may be why Beck's book never transcends its intentions, interpreting Michelangelo's personality without throwing new light on his art.
What Painting Is
James Elkins
Routledge
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In a somewhat different vein, James Elkins looks squarely at paint, not through it, finding meanings in hues and brush strokes rather than in histories and biographies beyond the canvas. Elkins is also an academic art historian but was a painter earlier in life, and his words can seem as immediate as oil off the brush, as in this passage: "Painting is scratching, scraping, waving, jabbing, pushing and dragging....Some painting motions are like conversations, where the hands keep turning in the air to make a point. Others are slow careful gestures, like touching someone's eye to remove a fleck of dirt."
Elkins' intimate words are accompanied by color plates showing tiny details of paintings, so close up that we can see the painter's hand at work. He describes his discovery of Monet's technique as he helped a student attempt to copy the master. They discovered two secrets. The paint had to be of a shiny, resilient texture, "thicker than cream, more liquid than vaseline, more rubbery than melted candle wax." Only such paint would withstand Monet's gestures, which turned out to be "violent attacks followed by impulsive twists and turns as the brush moved off. First the brush would scrape wildly, epileptically, against the canvas, jittering across its own trail, breaking it up, laying down thick paint alongside dry paint, and then it would abruptly lift and swivel, turning the jagged edges into little eddies." And what does this tell us of Monet? To Elkins, the gestures reveal an inward-turning concern with the act of painting, more typical of later, action painters. "The paintings are certainly not the instantaneous records of nature that they once seemed," he concludes.
Elkins offers similarly refreshing glimpses of Rembrandt, Tintoretto, Jackson Pollock and other painters at work. Besides all this, he offers digressions into the workshops and writings of the alchemists, believing that painters and alchemists have shared a passion for transforming physical substance into transcendent results. Understanding the alchemists, he says, should help readers see more deeply into the art of painting. "To painters," writes Elkins, "unexpected and inexplicable metamorphoses are the stock in trade of everyday work. No one knows what paint does, and when an artist is fooled into thinking paint can be entirely understood, then the studio becomes an [arena of] annoying tedium." It is a nice conceit and produces some interesting analogies, but Elkins gets so engrossed that he sometimes makes painting seem more of a black art than it really is. There is much in this book that makes painting more alive to our eyes. Just take the alchemy with a grain of salt.
Paul Trachtman is based in New Mexico.
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