{"id":5,"date":"2008-06-20T14:24:13","date_gmt":"2008-06-20T22:24:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.simondinnerstein.com\/blog\/?p=5"},"modified":"2008-06-26T06:37:18","modified_gmt":"2008-06-26T14:37:18","slug":"davenport-courbet-balthus","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.simondinnerstein.com\/blog\/2008\/06\/davenport-courbet-balthus\/","title":{"rendered":"Counterpoint: A blog on the Visual Arts No. 2"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--StartFragment--><!--StartFragment--><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: 25px; font-weight: bold\"> <!--StartFragment-->  <\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\" class=\"MsoNormal\"><strong><span style=\"font-size: 16pt; font-family: Arial\">Davenport, Courbet, Balthus<\/span><\/strong><span style=\"font-size: 16pt\"><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><!--EndFragment-->      <!--EndFragment--><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" align=\"center\" style=\"text-align: left; line-height: 150%\">\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" align=\"center\" style=\"text-align: left; line-height: 150%\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: Arial; font-size: 19px; line-height: 28px\">In 1990, a monograph on my work was published by the University of Arkansas Press.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>This was a very exciting project to work on and was the brainchild of the poet, Miller Williams, who I had met at the American Academy in Rome.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>When the book was completed, I sent it to various critics and reviewers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\"><o:p>\u00a0<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\">One of the most wonderful of the ensuing interchanges was with Guy Davenport.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>I knew the writer as the author of a remarkable work, <em>A Balthus Notebook.<span>\u00a0 <\/span><\/em>This very singular book, something like a chapbook, was special and unlike any book I had read on an artist.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>What I didn\u2019t realize at the time was that Davenport, primarily a literary critic and essayist, was known for his highly unusual \u2018voice\u2019 and musings\/conjectures, especially in <em>The Geography of the Imagination. <o:p><\/o:p><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><em><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\"><o:p>\u00a0<\/o:p><\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\">The first of our correspondences was extremely amazing.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Even in a letter, Davenport\u2019s prose jumped off the page, with remarkable \u2018jumps\u2019 and extraordinary leaps of the imagination<span style=\"color: red\">.<span>\u00a0 <\/span><\/span>His comparison of my major painting, <em>The Fulbright Triptych<\/em>, to the epic poem, <em>A<\/em>, of Louis Zukofsky, demonstrated Davenport\u2019s remarkable gift for links and analogies that, perhaps, few other writers possess. \u00a0<o:p><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"color: #400f7c; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.simondinnerstein.com\/blogstuff\/dinnersteindavenport1990.pdf\" target=\"_blank\">See Simon Dinnerstein &#8211; Guy Davenport correspondence, 1990.<\/a><\/span><\/span><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\"><o:p>\u00a0<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\"><span>\u00a0<\/span>My correspondence with Davenport lasted for 15 years, until his unfortunate passing in December of 2005.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>He was, indeed, a very wise man.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>When I sat down to write my letters to him, I had to have all of my thoughts and intuitions sharpened and in good stead.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>In a sense, I had to do a good deal of intellectual sit-ups, run around the block a few times and generally be in very good shape.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>In our present \u2018email generation\u2019 we become accustomed to distilling our thoughts and writing short \u2018jottings\u2019. Really fine letter-writing is sadly an activity that is fading away quite speedily. Davenport\u2019s intelligence inspired me to present a correspondence that was the best possible representation of myself. \u00a0<span style=\"font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px\" class=\"Apple-style-span\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.simondinnerstein.com\/blogstuff\/balthus.pdf\" target=\"_blank\">See &#8220;A Balthus Notebook,&#8221; 1989, The Ecco Press, four excerpts.<\/a><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\"><o:p>\u00a0<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\">I found myself thinking of Guy recently when I visited the striking exhibition of Gustave Courbet at the Metropolitan Museum.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>One of the themes in Davenport\u2019s writing had to do with the way artists \u2018correspond\u2019 with each other.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>To put it another way, one artist might relate to another, say Balthus to Piero and there is a form of a<span style=\"color: red\"> <\/span>dialogue set up between one and the other.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>So, certain aspects of Balthus, in a figurative composition, for example <em>The Passage du Commerce-Saint-Andre<\/em> (1952-1954), one could argue would be a startling \u2018take\u2019 on the early Renaissance work of Piero.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\"><o:p>\u00a0<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\">The Courbet show in New York was probably much different than the one that had been shown in Paris since two major paintings<em>, The Painter\u2019s Studio: A Real<\/em> <em>Allegory Summing up a Seven Year theme of My Artistic Life<\/em> (18550 and <em>A Burial<\/em> <em>at Ornans<\/em> (1849-50), were deemed too large and too valuable\/vulnerable to travel. <span>\u00a0<\/span>Nevertheless, this was a very interesting and in part, scintillating show.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Courbet is a very gritty realist and his work has both a traditional feel and something very modern about it.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>I find the<span style=\"color: red\"> <\/span>combination of these two directions to<span style=\"color: red\"> <\/span>be quite dramatic and intense. To return to Davenport\u2019s theory<span style=\"color: red\">, <\/span>it seemed that Courbet was at his most intriguing when his work showed the \u2018correspondence\u2019 with Balthus.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>To be even more direct, about 90 percent of the work that stood out to me for their bite, intensity and modernism, almost seemed as though Courbet could have been influenced by Balthus!<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\"><o:p>\u00a0<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\">Courbet\u2019s painting of his sister, <em>Juliette Courbet<\/em> (1840) made me think that he<span style=\"color: red\"> <\/span>had seen Balthus\u2019 <em>Therese<\/em> (1938) at the Metropolitan Museum.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Courbet\u2019s image of <em>Proudhon<\/em> (1853) can bring to mind Balthus\u2019 depiction of children, especially <em>The Blanchard Children<\/em> (1837) or even <em>Girl with a Cat<\/em> (1937).<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Elements of Courbet\u2019s landscape, with its particular craggy flatness made me think of Balthus\u2019 <em>The Mountain<\/em> (1937), a huge and transformative painting in the Met\u2019s collection.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>One could even argue that, in some cases<span style=\"color: red\">,<\/span> the physiognomy of these two men seem to merge with<span style=\"color: red\"> <\/span><span>\u00a0<\/span>Balthus\u2019 <em>King of Cats<\/em> (1935) and his <em>Cathy Dressing <\/em>(1933) veering close to Courbet\u2019s <em>The Cellist<\/em> (1847 and <em>The Wounded<\/em> <em>Man<\/em> (1844-54) and <em>The Man with the Leather Belt<\/em>. (1845-56). <span>\u00a0<\/span>Perhaps one of these artists was a \u2018time traveler!<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\"><o:p>\u00a0<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\">Finally, there are an extraordinary grouping of nudes by Courbet which bristle and crackle with energy and electric<span style=\"color: red\"> <\/span>charge.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Certainly these seem influenced or inflected by Balthus.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>One could easily imagine that<span style=\"color: red\"> <\/span>the lush and totally sensual <em>Reclining Nude<\/em> (1862) of Courbet must surely draw its inspiration from Balthus\u2019 <em>The Victim<\/em> (1939-46).<span>\u00a0 <\/span>And, Courbet\u2019s sensational <em>Origin of the World<\/em> (1866) and his quite upending, <em>Sleep<\/em> (1866 ) surely meet somewhere in Balthus\u2019 <em>The Guitar Lesson<\/em> (1934) and <em>Alice <\/em>(1933).<span>\u00a0 <\/span>This latter quartet shares a daring and provocative \u2018pushing the limits\u2019 in art.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Curiously, these works, deemed \u2018difficult,\u2019 were and are, rarely shown.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>They reside within the realm of the fine arts but, in their own ways, lean very close to the pornographic.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>What saves them, in, say, Courbet, is the way his understanding and caressing of the female form combine with his sheer ability<span>\u00a0 <\/span>to manipulate paint.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>One is impressed by the singularity of these images and their transgressive, wild extremism.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>They feel both<span style=\"color: red\"> <\/span>modern and very provocative.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\"><o:p>\u00a0<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\">A postscript to this argument comes in the form of an intriguing essay by Sebastian Smee on the painter Lucian Freud.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Smee quotes Freud admiringly speaking of Courbet\u2019s \u201cshamelessness\u201d and a painting such as Freud\u2019s <em>Naked Girl<\/em> (1966) would surely bear this out.<span>\u00a0 <\/span>Guy Davenport\u2019s conjecture strikes one as true and such a correspondence seems even stranger and stranger when it mysteriously comes from the future.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\"><o:p>\u00a0<\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span style=\"font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; font-family: Arial\">So, one could almost say, with humor, that the most striking images in Courbet\u2019s exhibit showed that he had been looking at and giving a great deal of thought to the world of Balthus.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\">\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: justify; line-height: 150%\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"line-height: 20px\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.simondinnerstein.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/06\/courbetbalthussmall1.jpg?w=640\" alt=\"courbetbalthussmall1.jpg\" \/><\/span>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Davenport, Courbet, Balthus \u00a0 In 1990, a monograph on my work was published by the University of Arkansas Press.\u00a0 This was a very exciting project to work on and was the brainchild of the poet, Miller Williams, who I had &hellip; 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