Philip Harvey
The Prague court of Rudolf II was one of the great centres
of the later Renaissance. The emperor gathered about him alchemists and scientists,
astrologers and astronomers, authors and artists of every kind. Creativity was
the keynote, compatibility less so. One artist whom Rudolf inherited from his
father’s reign, and who for this reason has strangely become synonymous with
the history of Prague, was the Italian painter Giuseppe Arcimboldo (1526-1593).
Arcimboldo enjoys a unique place in Western art, with
opinion divided about the exact value of his work. He took everyday objects and
used them as montage portraits, so for example his four personifications of the
seasons use stock from the green grocer to fashion human heads. He created
portraits of Rudolf II himself in this fashion, leaving us to ponder whether we
are staring at someone “younger than springtime”, the top banana, the apple of
our eye, or an old fruit. The fascination with Arcimboldo’s paintings is not
just that they are talking points, but that they challenge our own ideas about
their exact purpose. One such painting utilises drapes, books and papers: ‘The
Librarian’ (circa 1562).
Arcimboldo’s paintings seem to exist in the borderlands
between symbolic archetypes and deliberate satire. From our distance it is hard
to tell sometimes whether one of his masterpieces, the Emperor portrayed as the
Roman god Vertumnus, is a marvel of imperial claims, or a sly dig at the
pretensions of an indulgent humanist. His painting of a man with a face made of
a fish and a pig is grotesque, surely, but viewers at the time knew instantly
who the person was from the likeness and may have treated it as no more than a
game of identification. Today we conjecture as to whether it is even the Swiss
Reformer John Calvin. It’s guesswork. Not that Arcimboldo’s audience were
naïve. The sixteenth century is rife with satirical portraits and maybe Arcimboldo
has taken ideas from these send-ups of rulers and turned them into serious art
works. They have become what we would call concept art.
‘The Librarian’ has literally been constructed from books.
The resemblance to a human being provokes the riddle about what came first, the
books or the person. It steps over the line of characterisation into that space
where a person is defined by what they do. At this level we are trapped in the
lazy thinking that wants to summarise someone up by a simple equation of a
librarian as a mere organiser of books, or of books being the things that shape
that person. It is objectification.
Lazy is a word that has come to mind for a reason. Scholars
believe that this is not just a portrait of any librarian but of Wolfgang Lazius,
which is the Latinized name of Wolfgang Laz (1514-1565), one of the Brains
Trust of the Habsburg courts. Like others in this stellar world of
multi-skilled polymaths, Lazius was an Austrian physician, cartographer,
historian, and bookman. One commentator writes, “You will note that Arcimboldo
has painted the librarian's paper ‘fingers’ clutching a stack of books
acquisitively. Over 400 years later, Lazius still hasn't been able to shake the
reputation that he obtained records by whatever means necessary ... including
theft.” (Shelley Esaak) With such knowledge of motive and history we look at
the painting in a new way.
Laura Thain on Thu further extends the background. “Scholars
read The Librarian in two distinct ways. The contemporary reading (which much
subsequent scholarship has acknowledged or substantiated) argues the portrait
was a personal attack levied at one Wolfgang Lazius, HRE Ferdinand I’s court
historian in the Habsburg court at Vienna, for his vain and inaccurate
scholarship. Yet K. C. Elhard argues instead that Arcimboldo’s painting
criticized not poor scholarship but poor bookmanship—that is, it levied
a critique against ‘materialist book collectors more interested in acquiring
books than reading them.’”
Like much else in Rudolfine Prague, this painting fell
victim to the subsequent extremes of the Thirty Years’ War. Many of
Arcimboldo’s paintings were lost or destroyed. This one was snaffled by the
invading Swedish Army as part of the booty, which is why to this day it hangs
not in the great gallery at Hradcany Castle in Prague but in Skoklosters Castle
near Stockholm. Indeed, Arcimboldo’s works disappeared from the scene for
centuries, whether due to changes in taste, or neglect, or the usual wasting of
time itself.
Reception history does not clarify precisely when Arcimboldo
was rediscovered in the 20th century, though commentators are firm
in the view that Salvador Dali was inspired by him and that he came again to
general attention in the 1930s. This puts at odds those art historians who, for
example, like to say that Arcimboldo was 350 years ahead of Cubism. Planes and
sections are a feature of ‘The Librarian’, but the painting is a world apart
from Picasso, Gris, and Braque. Arcimboldo’s purposes are altogether different
from those of Cubism, his draughtsmanship is precise and realistic, and his
worldview is almost perverse in its Mannerism. One wonders (doubts is a better
word) if a Cubist ever saw Arcimboldo before World War One or what he would
have made of Arcimboldo’s wacky presentations. Their own obsessions with the
picture plane owe most to the breakthroughs of their immediate predecessor,
Paul Cezanne.
Nor can we say with any confidence that Arcimboldo was a
Surrealist before the fact. The Milanese and the Hapsburgs of the 16th
century went mad over him, but cool heads prevailed for 300 years and his star
went cold. We can see why the Surrealists were attracted to Giuseppe
Arcimboldo: his daring anthropomorphism, his morphing of the natural with the
extreme and grotesque, his prodigious alchemy of the everyday and the
dreamlike. Personally though, I find the connections between the Mannerist
Arcimboldo and Surrealism more a matter of 20th century fellow
feeling and inspiration, less so a matter of kindred intentions. The Italian is
playing a game of witty artifice, not an intensive exploration of dreamscapes
and alienation.
Meanwhile we enjoy ‘The Librarian’ from a different time and perspective altogether, as can be appreciated when we visit the gallery down the corridor here.
SOURCES
Barthes, Roland. Arcimboldo. Franco Maria Ricci, 1980.
Demetz, Peter. Prague in Gold and Black : the History of a City. Penguin, 1998.
Esaak, Shelley. In: About.com Art History, 2008, on an Arcimboldo Exhibition held in Paris and Vienna.
Graham-Dixon, Andrew. The Librarian by Giuseppe Arcimboldo, at http://www.andrewgrahamdixon.com/archive/readArticle/221
Thain on Thu, Laura. The Fate of Arcimboldo, the Fate of the Book, 2012, at http://viz.dwrl.utexas.edu/content/fate-arcimboldo-fate-book
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