Of all the work that made ChrisÂto and Jeanne-Claude the most famous instalÂlaÂtion artists of the past fifty years, none still exists. If you wantÂed to see the ReichÂstag wrapped in silÂver fabÂric, you’d have to have been in Berlin in the sumÂmer of 1995. If you wantÂed to see CenÂtral Park threadÂed with ShinÂto shrine-style gates, you’d have to have been in New York in the winÂter of 2005. If you wantÂed to see an enorÂmous MesopotamiÂan mastaÂba made out of 7,506 oil barÂrels, you’d have to have been in LonÂdon in the sumÂmer of 2018. Though often celÂeÂbratÂed for its “ephemerÂal” nature, ChrisÂto and Jeanne-Claude’s art necesÂsiÂtatÂed a forÂmiÂdaÂble amount of politÂiÂcal, orgaÂniÂzaÂtionÂal, logisÂtiÂcal, and manÂuÂal work to pull it off — and in that conÂtrast lies its subÂlimÂiÂty.
“To operÂate realÂisÂtiÂcalÂly on a large scale, they needÂed to deploy many of the skills traÂdiÂtionÂalÂly assoÂciÂatÂed with busiÂness and which we think of as the domain of the entreÂpreÂneur,” says the artiÂcle on ChrisÂto and Jeanne-Claude at The Book of Life, a prodÂuct of Alain de BotÂton’s School of Life. The two “had to negoÂtiÂate with city counÂcils and govÂernÂments; they had to draw up busiÂness plans, arrange large scale finance, employ the talÂents and time of hunÂdreds even thouÂsands of peoÂple, coorÂdiÂnate vast efforts and deal with milÂlions of users or visÂiÂtors. And all the while, they held on to the high ambiÂtions assoÂciÂatÂed with being an artist.” What’s more, since the couÂple nevÂer took grants or pubÂlic monÂey of any kind, they had to turn enough of a profÂit from each project to finance the next, even more majesÂtic (and to some, foolÂhardy) one.
You can see more of ChrisÂto and Jeanne-Claude’s projects, and footage of those projects under conÂstrucÂtion, in the School of Life video at the top of the post. It also shows ChrisÂto creÂatÂing the preparaÂtoÂry mateÂriÂals that made their work posÂsiÂble, not only in that they preÂsentÂed the visions of the wrapped-up pieces of infraÂstrucÂture or valÂleys full of umbrelÂlas to come, but that the sale of the plans and drawÂings financed the process of makÂing those visions real. All this in the serÂvice of what Jeanne-Claude, who died in 2009, called “works of art of joy beauÂty,” and through ChrisÂto departÂed the realm of exisÂtence himÂself last SunÂday, the rest of us have anothÂer such work to look forÂward to: L’Arc de TriÂomÂphe, Wrapped. Based on an idea that came to ChrisÂto when he and Jeanne-Claude lived in Paris in the late 1950s and earÂly 60s (and recentÂly delayed one more year due to the coroÂnÂavirus panÂdemÂic), it will proÂvide more than reaÂson enough to be in Paris in the fall of 2021.
Based in Seoul, ColÂin MarÂshall writes and broadÂcasts on cities, lanÂguage, and culÂture. His projects include the book The StateÂless City: a Walk through 21st-CenÂtuÂry Los AngeÂles and the video series The City in CinÂeÂma. FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @colinmarshall, on FaceÂbook, or on InstaÂgram.
HusÂband and wife team ChrisÂto and Jeanne-Claude proÂduced what is arguably the most grandiose body of work in modÂern hisÂtoÂry. Their temÂpoÂrary monÂuÂments to the very idea of hugeÂness were viewÂable from space and imposÂsiÂble to ignore on the ground: Entire islands wrapped in miles of pink fabÂric. GarÂganÂtuÂan yelÂlow and blue umbrelÂlas placed up and down the coasts of CalÂiÂforÂnia and Japan. The ReichÂstag bunÂdled up in white fabÂric like a masÂsive, shiny ChristÂmas gift.
These projects left an indeliÂble impresÂsion on milÂlions not only in the months after their unveilÂing, but decades latÂer. The iconÂic sites the two artists transÂformed always bear the memÂoÂry of havÂing once served as a canÂvas for their creÂations.
After removÂing the wrapÂping from the BisÂcayne Bay islands, a project he called “my Water Lilies” in honÂor of Claude MonÂet,” ChrisÂto remarked that SurÂroundÂed Islands lived on, “in the mind of the peoÂple.” So too will ChrisÂto live on—remembered by milÂlions as an artist who did things no one else would ever have conÂceived of, much less carÂried out.
The artist, who passed away from natÂurÂal causÂes at age 84 yesÂterÂday, seemed to savor the conÂtroÂverÂsy and bewilÂderÂment that met his incredÂiÂbly labor-intenÂsive outÂdoor sculpÂtures. “If there are quesÂtions, if there’s a pubÂlic outÂcry,” he said of their 2005 CenÂtral Park instalÂlaÂtion The Gates, “we know how the pubÂlic can be angry at art, which I think is fanÂtasÂtic.” I rememÂber walkÂing through The Gates when it debuted and thinkÂing, as most everyÂone does at some point in response to his masÂsive outÂdoor instalÂlaÂtions, “but, why?”
The effect was undeÂniÂably strikÂing, hunÂdreds of safÂfron flags wavÂing between recÂtanÂguÂlar steel archÂways. Spring bloomed around the rows of gates that twistÂed around the Park’s footÂpaths, 7,503 gates in all. From a short disÂtance away from the park, The Gates could be breathÂtakÂing. Up close, it could be crowdÂed and obtruÂsive, as massÂes of tourists and locals made their way through the gauntÂlet of orange steel strucÂtures.
HardÂly does it occur to us in museÂums to ask why the art exists. We enter with lofty, readyÂmade ideas about its valÂue and imporÂtance. But we were nevÂer givÂen scripts to make sense of Christo’s whimÂsiÂcal intruÂsions into the landÂscape. Instead, he and Jeanne-Claude inventÂed new forms and new venues for art, and made the mulÂti-year process of planÂning and buildÂing each work from scratch a part of the work itself.
That process includÂed lobÂbyÂing legÂisÂlaÂtures and bureauÂcraÂcies, sketchÂing and planÂning, and coorÂdiÂnatÂing with thouÂsands who installed and removed the finÂished prodÂucts. Each ChrisÂto and Jeanne-Claude creÂation seemed more ostenÂtaÂtious than the last. “His grand projects,” writes William Grimes at The New York Times, “often decades in the makÂing and all of them temÂpoÂrary, required the coopÂerÂaÂtion of dozens, someÂtimes hunÂdreds, of landownÂers, govÂernÂment offiÂcials, judges, enviÂronÂmenÂtal groups, local resÂiÂdents, engiÂneers and workÂers, many of whom had litÂtle interÂest in art and a deep relucÂtance to see their lives and their surÂroundÂings disÂruptÂed by an eccenÂtric visionÂary.”
In the short video introÂducÂtions to some of ChrisÂto and Jean-Claude’s most famous works here, you can see how the two revealed new realÂiÂties to the world, driÂving up tourism while spurnÂing corÂpoÂrate dolÂlars. Instead, the artists financed their own projects by sellÂing off the drawÂings and plans used to conÂceive them. Their operÂaÂtion was a self-susÂtainÂing entiÂty, a thrivÂing, sucÂcessÂful comÂpaÂny of its own. What they made were “beauÂtiÂful things,” the artist said, “unbeÂlievÂably useÂless, totalÂly unnecÂesÂsary,” and also totalÂly inspirÂing, infuÂriÂatÂing, and unforÂgetÂtable.
“ChrisÂto lived his life to the fullest,” a stateÂment released by his office reads, “not only dreamÂing up what seemed imposÂsiÂble but realÂizÂing it. ChrisÂto and Jeanne-Claude’s artÂwork brought peoÂple togethÂer in shared expeÂriÂences across the globe, and their work lives on in our hearts and memÂoÂries.” ChrisÂto hasn’t finÂished with us yet. The artist died while in the final planÂning stages of what will be his final work, L’Arc de TriÂomÂphe, Wrapped (Project for Paris, Place de l’Étoile – Charles de Gaulle), first conÂceived in 1962. That project, which will swadÂdle Paris’s Arc de TriÂomÂphe in 269,097 feet of fabÂric, is still expectÂed to debut in 2021.
I live in Seoul, and whenÂevÂer I’m back in the West, I hear the same quesÂtion over and over: what’s GangÂnam like? PreÂsumÂably WestÂernÂers wouldÂn’t have had anyÂthing to ask me before the viralÂiÂty of “GangÂnam Style,” and specifÂiÂcalÂly of the music video satÂiÂrizÂing the image of that part of the KoreÂan capÂiÂtal. In KoreÂan, “GangÂnam” litÂerÂalÂly means “south of the rivÂer,” the waterÂway in quesÂtion being the Han RivÂer, which runs through modÂern Seoul much as the Thames and the Seine run through LonÂdon and Paris. DevelÂoped in the main only since the 1970s, after KoreÂa’s unpreceÂdentÂedÂly rapid indusÂtriÂalÂizaÂtion had begun, GangÂnam looks and feels quite difÂferÂent from the old city north of the Han. In the finanÂcial cenÂter of GangÂnam, everyÂthing’s bigÂger, taller, and more expenÂsive — all of it meant to impress.
With Psy’s novÂelÂty song a thing of the disÂtant past — in interÂnet years, at least — the world now thrills again to anothÂer glimpse of GangÂnam style: a digÂiÂtal screen that looks like a giant water tank, full of waves perÂpetÂuÂalÂly crashÂing against its walls. When video of this high-tech optiÂcal illuÂsion went viral, it looked even more uncanÂny to me than it did to most viewÂers, since I recÂogÂnized it from real life.
Though I hapÂpen to live in GangÂbuk (“north of the rivÂer”), whenÂevÂer I go to GangÂnam, I usuÂalÂly come out of the SamÂsung subÂway staÂtion, right across the street from COEX. A conÂvenÂtion-cenÂter comÂplex embedÂded in a set of difÂfiÂcult-to-navÂiÂgate malls, COEX also includes SM Town COEX Artium, a flashy temÂple of K‑pop run by music comÂpaÂny SM EnterÂtainÂment. AnnouncÂing SM Town’s presÂence, this colosÂsal wrapÂaround disÂplay, the largest of its kind in the counÂtry, usuÂalÂly offers up either fresh-faced pop stars or ads for KoreÂan-made cars.
OccaÂsionÂalÂly the SM Town screen’s proÂgramÂming gets more creÂative, and “#1_WAVE with AnamorÂphic illuÂsion” has made the most strikÂing use of its shape and dimenÂsions yet. Designed by GangÂnam’s own d’strict, this piece of pubÂlic video art “serves as a sweet escape and brings comÂfort and relaxÂation to peoÂple” — or so says d’stricÂt’s Sean Lee in an interÂview with Bored PanÂda’s RoberÂtas LisickÂis. It’s even impressed Seoulites, accusÂtomed though they’ve grown to large-scale video screens clamÂorÂing for their attenÂtion. Even up in GangÂbuk, the LED-covÂered facade of the buildÂing right across from Seoul StaÂtion has turned into a “DigÂiÂtal CanÂvas” every night for nearÂly a decade. Though that artisÂtic instalÂlaÂtion nevÂer disÂplays adverÂtisÂing, most of the increasÂingÂly large screens of Seoul are used for more overtÂly comÂmerÂcial purÂposÂes. There may be someÂthing dystopiÂan about this scale of digÂiÂtal adverÂtiseÂment techÂnolÂoÂgy in pubÂlic space — but as every Blade RunÂner fan knows, there’s someÂthing subÂlime about it as well.
Based in Seoul, ColÂin MarÂshall writes and broadÂcasts on cities, lanÂguage, and culÂture. His projects include the book The StateÂless City: a Walk through 21st-CenÂtuÂry Los AngeÂles and the video series The City in CinÂeÂma. FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @colinmarshall, on FaceÂbook, or on InstaÂgram.
Many friends have expressed a sense of relief that their elderÂly parÂents passed before the coroÂnÂavirus panÂdemÂic hit, but I sure wish my stepÂfaÂther were here to witÂness Iggy Pop crossÂing the rainÂbow bridge with the heartÂfelt valenÂtine to the late TromÂba, the pooch with whom he shared the hapÂpiÂest moments of his life.
Iggy’s paean to his adoptÂed MexÂiÂcan street dog, who nevÂer quite made the adjustÂment to the New York City canine lifestyle, would have made my stepfather’s grinchy, dog-soft heart grow three sizes, at least.
That levÂel of engageÂment would have pleased conÂcepÂtuÂal artist MauÂrÂizio CatÂteÂlan, who launched BedÂtime StoÂries under the digÂiÂtal ausÂpices of New York City’s New MuseÂum, askÂing friends, felÂlow artists, and favorite perÂformÂers to conÂtribute brief readÂings to foment a feelÂing of togethÂerÂness in these isoÂlatÂed times.
It was left to each conÂtribÂuÂtor whether to go with a favorite litÂerÂary pasÂsage or words of their own. As CatÂteÂlan told The New York Times:
It would have been quite depressÂing if all the invitÂed artists and conÂtribÂuÂtors had choÂsen fairy tales and chilÂdren stoÂries. We look to artists for their abilÂiÂty to show us the unexÂpectÂed so I am thankÂful to all the parÂticÂiÂpants for comÂing up with some genÂuineÂly weird stuff.
ThusÂfar, artist RayÂmond PetÂtiÂbon’s smutÂty BatÂman reverÂie is as close as BedÂtime StoÂries comes to fairyÂtale.
Artist and musiÂcian David Byrne (picÂtured here at age five) reads from “The Three Christs of YpsiÂlanÂti” by MilÂton Rokeach. As part of its series of new digÂiÂtal iniÂtiaÂtives, the New MuseÂum presents “BedÂtime StoÂries,” a project iniÂtiÂatÂed by the artist MauÂrÂizio CatÂteÂlan. InvitÂing friends and othÂer artists and perÂformÂers he admires to keep us comÂpaÂny, CatÂteÂlan imagÂined “BedÂtime StoÂries” as a way of stayÂing togethÂer durÂing these days of isoÂlaÂtion. Read more at newmuseum.org. #NewÂMuÂseÂumBedÂtimeStoÂries @davidbyrneofficial
MusiÂcian David Byrne picked an excerpt from The Three Christs of YpsiÂlanÂti by social psyÂcholÂoÂgist MilÂton Rokeach, who detailed the interÂacÂtions between three paraÂnoid schizÂoÂphrenÂics, each of whom believed himÂself the Son of God.
Artist TaciÂta Dean’s cutÂting from Thomas Hardy’s poem “An August MidÂnight” speaks to an expeÂriÂence familÂiar to many who’ve been isoÂlatÂing solo—an acute willÂingÂness to eleÂvate ranÂdom bugs to the staÂtus of comÂpanÂion.
LisÂten to the New Museum’s BedÂtime StoÂries here. A new stoÂry will be added every day through the end of June, with a lineÂup that includes musiÂcian Michael Stipe, archiÂtect Maya Lin, and artists Takashi MurakaÂmi and Jeff Koons.
This is someÂthing you can do at home. EveryÂone, please draw picÂtures —Toshio SuzuÂki
There’s no shortÂage of online tutoÂriÂals for fans who want to draw Totoro, the enigÂmatÂic title charÂacÂter of StuÂdio Ghibli’s 1988 aniÂmatÂed feaÂture, My NeighÂbor Totoro:
This is Totoro as Zen pracÂtice, offered as a gift to cooped-up JapanÂese chilÂdren, whose schools, like so many worldÂwide, were abruptÂly shutÂtered in an effort to conÂtain the spread of the novÂel coroÂnÂavirus.
What makes great paintÂings great? Unless you can see them for yourself—and be awed, or not, by their physÂiÂcal presence—the answers will genÂerÂalÂly come secÂond-hand, through the words of art hisÂtoÂriÂans, critÂics, curaÂtors, galÂlerists, etc. We can study art in reproÂducÂtion, but seeÂing, for examÂple, the paintÂings of RemÂbrandt van Rijn in the flesh presents an entireÂly difÂferÂent aesÂthetÂic expeÂriÂence than seeÂing them on the page or screen.
LateÂly, howÂevÂer, the sitÂuÂaÂtion is changÂing, and the boundÂaries blurÂring between a virÂtuÂal and an in-perÂson expeÂriÂence of art. It’s posÂsiÂble with digÂiÂtal techÂnolÂoÂgy to have expeÂriÂences no ordiÂnary museÂum-goer has had, of course—like walkÂing into a VR SalÂvador DalĂ paintÂing, or through a simÂuÂlatÂed VerÂmeer museÂum in augÂmentÂed realÂiÂty.
But these techÂnoÂlogÂiÂcal interÂvenÂtions are novÂelÂties, in a way. Like famous paintÂings silkscreened on t‑shirts or glazed on cofÂfee mugs, they warp and disÂtort the works they repÂreÂsent.
That is not the case, howÂevÂer, with the latÂest digÂiÂtal reproÂducÂtion of Rembrandt’s grandÂest and most excluÂsive paintÂing, The Night Watch, a 44.8 gigapixÂel image of the work that the museÂum has “released online in a zoomable interÂface,” notes KotÂtke. “The levÂel of detail availÂable here is incredÂiÂble.” Even that descripÂtion seems like underÂstateÂment. The image comes to us from the same team responÂsiÂble for the painting’s mulÂti-phase, live-streamed restoraÂtion.
The Rijksmuseum’s imagÂing team led by dataÂsciÂenÂtist Robert ErdÂmann made this phoÂtoÂgraph of The Night Watch from a total of 528 expoÂsures. The 24 rows of 22 picÂtures were stitched togethÂer digÂiÂtalÂly with the aid of neurÂal netÂworks. The final image is made up of 44.8 gigapixÂels (44,804,687,500 pixÂels), and the disÂtance between each pixÂel is 20 micromeÂtres (0.02 mm). This enables the sciÂenÂtists to study the paintÂing in detail remoteÂly. The image will also be used to accuÂrateÂly track any future ageÂing processÂes takÂing place in the paintÂing.
The hugeÂly famous work is so enorÂmous, nearÂly 12 feet high and over 14 feet wide, that its figÂures are almost life-size. Yet even when it was posÂsiÂble to get close to the painting—before COVID-19 shut down the RijksmuÂseÂum and before Rembrandt’s masÂterÂwork went behind glass—no one except conÂserÂvaÂtionÂists could ever get as close to it as we can now with just the click of a mouse or a slide of our finÂgers across a trackÂpad.
The expeÂriÂence of seeÂing Rembrandt’s brushÂstrokes magÂniÂfied in crysÂtalline clarÂiÂty doesn’t just add to our store of knowlÂedge about The Night Watch, as the RijksmuÂseÂum sugÂgests above. This astonÂishÂing image also—and perÂhaps most imporÂtantÂly for the majorÂiÂty of peoÂple who will view it online—enables us to realÂly comÂmune with the mateÂriÂalÂiÂty of the paintÂing, and to be moved by it in a way that may have only been posÂsiÂble in the past by makÂing an excluÂsive, in-perÂson visÂit to the RijksmuÂseÂum withÂout a tourist in sight. (For most of us, that is an unreÂalÂisÂtic way to view great art.)
See the huge phoÂtoÂgraphÂic reproÂducÂtion of The Night Watchhere and zoom in on any detail until you can almost smell the varÂnish. This image repÂreÂsents the paintÂing in the curÂrent state of its restoraÂtion, an effort that the museÂum preÂviÂousÂly opened to the pubÂlic by live streamÂing it. Yet, the work has stopped for the past two months as conÂserÂvaÂtionÂists have stayed home. Just yesÂterÂday, the team’s onsite research began again, and will conÂtinÂue at least into 2021. This huge phoÂto of the paintÂing may be the closÂest almost anyÂone will ever get to the canÂvas, and the only opporÂtuÂniÂty for some time to approxÂiÂmateÂly feel its monÂuÂmenÂtal scale.
For anyÂone interÂestÂed, there’s also a 10 bilÂlion pixÂel scan of Vermeer’s masÂterÂpiece Girl with a Pearl EarÂring. Explore it here.
Most of us know Mary WollÂstonecraft as the author of the 1792 pamÂphlet A VinÂdiÂcaÂtion of the Rights of Women, and as the mothÂer of FrankenÂstein author Mary ShelÂley. FewÂer of us may know that two years before she pubÂlished her founÂdaÂtionÂal femÂiÂnist text, she wrote A VinÂdiÂcaÂtion of the Rights of Men, a pro-French RevÂoÂluÂtion, anti-monarÂchy arguÂment that first made her famous as a writer and philosoÂpher. PerÂhaps far fewÂer know that WollÂstonecraft began her career as a pubÂlished author in 1787 with Thoughts on the EduÂcaÂtion of DaughÂters (though she had yet to raise chilÂdren herÂself), a conÂduct manÂuÂal for propÂer behavÂior.
A hugeÂly popÂuÂlar genre durÂing the first IndusÂtriÂal RevÂoÂluÂtion, conÂduct manÂuÂals bore a misÂcelÂlaÂneous charÂacÂter, inculÂcatÂing a batÂtery of midÂdle-class rules, beliefs, and affecÂtaÂtions through a mix of pedÂaÂgogy, alleÂgoÂry, domesÂtic advice, and devoÂtionÂal writÂing. Young women were instructÂed in the propÂer way to dress, eat, pray, laugh, love, etc., etc.
It may seem from our perÂspecÂtive that a radÂiÂcal fireÂbrand like WollÂstonecraft would shun this sort of thing, but her morÂalÂizÂing was typÂiÂcal of midÂdle-class women of her time, even of pioÂneerÂing writÂers who supÂportÂed revÂoÂluÂtions and women’s politÂiÂcal and social equalÂiÂty.
Wollstonecraft’s assumpÂtions about class and charÂacÂter come into relief when placed against the views of anothÂer famous conÂtemÂpoÂrary, far more radÂiÂcal figÂure, William Blake, who was then a strugÂgling, mostÂly obscure poet, printÂer, and illusÂtraÂtor in LonÂdon. In 1791, he received a comÂmisÂsion to illusÂtrate a secÂond ediÂtion of Wollstonecraft’s third book, a folÂlow-up of sorts to her Thoughts on the EduÂcaÂtion of DaughÂters. The 1788 work—OrigÂiÂnal StoÂries from Real Life; with ConÂverÂsaÂtions, CalÂcuÂlatÂed to RegÂuÂlate the AffecÂtions, and Form the Mind to Truth and GoodÂness—is a more focused book, using a series of vignettes woven into a frame stoÂry.
The two chilÂdren in the narÂraÂtive, 14-year-old Mary and 12-year-old CarÂoÂline, receive lessons from their relÂaÂtive Mrs. Mason, who instructs them on a difÂferÂent virtue and moral failÂing in each chapÂter by using stoÂries and examÂples from nature. The two pupils “are mothÂerÂless,” notes the British Library, “and lack the good habits they should have absorbed by examÂple. Mrs. Mason intends to recÂtiÂfy this by being with them conÂstantÂly and answerÂing all their quesÂtions.” She is an all-knowÂing govÂerness who explains the world away with a phiÂlosÂoÂphy that might have soundÂed parÂticÂuÂlarÂly harsh to Blake’s ears.
For examÂple, in the chapÂter on physÂiÂcal pain, Mary is stung by sevÂerÂal wasps. AfterÂward, her guardian begins to lecÂture her “with more than usuÂal gravÂiÂty.”
I am sorÂry to see a girl of your age weep on account of bodÂiÂly pain; it is a proof of a weak mind—a proof that you canÂnot employ yourÂself about things of conÂseÂquence. How often must I tell you that the Most High is eduÂcatÂing us for eterÂniÂty?… ChilÂdren earÂly feel bodÂiÂly pain, to habitÂuÂate them to bear the conÂflicts of the soul, when they become reaÂsonÂable creaÂtures. This is say, is the first triÂal, and I like to see that propÂer pride which strives to conÂceal its sufÂferÂings…. The Almighty, who nevÂer afflicts but to proÂduce some good end, first sends disÂeases to chilÂdren to teach them patience and forÂtiÂtude; and when by degrees they have learned to bear them, they have acquired some virtue.
Blake likeÂly found this line of reaÂsonÂing off-putting, at the least. His own poems “were not children’s litÂerÂaÂture per se,” writes Stephanie Metz at the UniÂverÂsiÂty of Tennessee’s RomanÂtic PolÂiÂtics project, “yet their simÂplisÂtic lanÂguage and even some of their conÂtent responds to the charÂacÂterÂisÂtics of didacÂtic ficÂtion and children’s poetÂry.” Blake wrote expressÂly to protest the ideÂolÂoÂgy found in conÂduct manÂuÂals like Wollstonecraft’s: “He calls attenÂtion to society’s abuse of chilÂdren in a numÂber of difÂferÂent ways, showÂing how sociÂety corÂrupts their inherÂent innoÂcence and imagÂiÂnaÂtion while also failÂing to care for their physÂiÂcal and emoÂtionÂal needs.”
For Blake, children’s big emoÂtions and active imagÂiÂnaÂtions made them supeÂriÂor to adults. “SevÂerÂal of his poems,” Metz writes, “show the ways in which children’s innate nature has already been taintÂed by their parÂents and othÂer sociÂetal forms of authorÂiÂty, such as the church.” GivÂen his attiÂtudes, we can see why “modÂern interÂpreters of the illusÂtraÂtions for OrigÂiÂnal StoÂries have detectÂed a picÂtoÂrÂiÂal criÂtique” in Blake’s renÂderÂing of Wollstonecraft’s text, as the William Blake Archive points out. Blake “appears to have found her moralÂiÂty too calÂcuÂlatÂing, ratioÂnalÂisÂtic, and rigid. He repÂreÂsents Wollstonecraft’s spokesperÂson, Mrs. Mason, as a domÂiÂneerÂing presÂence.”
NonetheÂless, as always, Blake’s work is more than comÂpeÂtent. The style for which we know him best emerges in some of the prints. We see it, for examÂple, in the chisÂeled face, bulging eyes, and well-musÂcled arms of the standÂing figÂure above. For the most part, howÂevÂer, he keeps in check his exuÂberÂant desire to celÂeÂbrate the human body. “Only a year earÂliÂer,” writes Brain PickÂings, “Blake had finÂished printÂing and illuÂmiÂnatÂing the first few copies of his now-legÂendary Songs of InnoÂcence and ExpeÂriÂence.” Two of the songs “were inspired by Wollstonecraft’s transÂlaÂtion of C.G. Salzmann’s EleÂments of MoralÂiÂty, for which Blake had done sevÂerÂal engravÂings.”
If he had misÂgivÂings about illusÂtratÂing Wollstonecraft’s OrigÂiÂnal StoÂries, we must infer them from his illusÂtraÂtions. But placÂing Blake’s most famous book of poetÂry next to Wollstonecraft’s pious, didacÂtic works of moral instrucÂtion proÂduces some jarÂring conÂtrasts, showÂing how two towÂerÂing litÂerÂary figÂures from the time (though not both at the time) conÂceived of childÂhood, social class, eduÂcaÂtion, and moralÂiÂty in vastÂly difÂferÂent ways. Learn more about Blake’s illusÂtraÂtions at Brain PickÂings, read an ediÂtion of WollÂstonecraft’s OrigÂiÂnal StoÂrieshere, and see all of Blake’s illusÂtraÂtions at the William Blake Archive.
MainÂtainÂing an aggresÂsiveÂly upward-waxed musÂtache; makÂing a surÂreÂalÂist film with Luis Buñuel that Buñuel described as “nothÂing more than a desÂperÂate impasÂsioned call for murÂder”; bringÂing an anteater on The Dick Cavett Show: SalÂvador DalĂ can be described as a masÂter of attenÂtion-grabÂbing gamÂbits, by his admirÂers and detracÂtors alike. No wonÂder, then, that he appears to have some seriÂous admirÂers at Taschen. Known as a pubÂlishÂer of books that draw a great deal of press for their boundÂary-pushÂing size, conÂtent, and proÂducÂtion valÂues, Taschen would seem to be a natÂurÂal home for DalĂ’s legaÂcy, or at least the parts of it that fit between two covÂers.
Besides his well-known and much-reprintÂed paintÂings, DalĂ left behind a body of work also includÂing not just film but sculpÂture, phoÂtogÂraÂphy, archiÂtecÂture, and books. His first pubÂlished volÂume, 1938’s The TragÂic Myth of the Angelus of MilÂlet, offers a “paraÂnoiac-critÂiÂcal” interÂpreÂtaÂtion of the titÂuÂlar pasÂtoral paintÂing by Jean-François MilÂlet. In the 1940s he wrote, among othÂer books, The Secret Life of SalÂvador DalĂ, a kind of autoÂbiÂogÂraÂphy, and HidÂden Faces, a novÂel set among arisÂtocÂraÂcy in France, MorocÂco, and CalÂiÂforÂnia.
It was in the 1970s that DalĂ’s litÂerÂary efforts took a less preÂdictable turn: 1973 saw the pubÂliÂcaÂtion of his Les DinÂers de Gala, a cookÂbook feaÂturÂing such recipes as “Veal CutÂlets Stuffed with Snails,” “ThouÂsand Year Old Eggs,” and “TofÂfee with Pine Cones.” In 1978 came The Wines of Gala, a perÂsonÂal guide to “Wines of FrivÂoÂliÂty,” “Wines of SenÂsuÂalÂiÂty,” “Wines of AesÂthetiÂcism,” and othÂers besides. In recent years, Taschen has reprintÂed DalĂ’s food and wine books with charÂacÂterÂisÂtic handÂsomeÂness. Those two now sit in the Taschen DalĂ colÂlecÂtion alongÂside DalĂ: The PaintÂings, the most comÂplete such colÂlecÂtion ever pubÂlished, and DalĂ Tarot, a packÂage that includes not just the DalĂ-designed tarot deck origÂiÂnalÂly pubÂlished in 1984 but a comÂpanÂion book by tarot scholÂar Johannes Fiebig.
DalĂ’s wife and savvy busiÂness manÂagÂer Gala — she of all those dinÂners and wines — would sureÂly approve of the skill and taste that Taschen has put into packÂagÂing even the artist’s minor work as a viable 21st-cenÂtuÂry prodÂuct. Well-heeled DalĂ enthuÂsiÂasts will sureÂly conÂtinÂue to pay Taschen prices for such packÂages, and even the less well-heeled ones can’t help but wonÂder what future reprints are on the table: lavÂish new ediÂtions of HidÂden Faces, The Secret Life, or even 1948’s 50 Secrets of MagÂic CraftsÂmanÂship (with its endorseÂment of powÂer napÂping)? Dare we hope for the definÂiÂtive SalÂvador DalĂ Bible?
Based in Seoul, ColÂin MarÂshall writes and broadÂcasts on cities, lanÂguage, and culÂture. His projects include the book The StateÂless City: a Walk through 21st-CenÂtuÂry Los AngeÂles and the video series The City in CinÂeÂma. FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @colinmarshall, on FaceÂbook, or on InstaÂgram.
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