The Unknown Monet: Pastels and Drawings
The Clark Institute, Williamstown, Massachusetts June 24 – September 16, 2007
The title of The Unknown Monet: Pastels and Drawings is a bit of a feint: the artist’s works on paper, including his youthful caricatures, are cited in a number of monographs published over the past half century or so, from William Chapin Seitz’s Claude Monet (1960) to Paul Hayes Tucker’s Claude Monet: Life and Art (1995), not to mention Monet by Himself: Paintings, Drawings, Pastels, Letters, edited by Richard Kendall (1990).
What the exhibition sets out to do is to undermine the simplistic notion of Monet as the archetypal dauber, a proto-performance artist whose paintings are virtually byproducts of his plein-air retinal engagement with the prismatic effects of light. For such a reputation to persist despite the studio origins and monumental scale of the Water Lilies is absurd, of course, but false perceptions die hard—less for want of information than for the mythic narratives they reinforce. The image of Claude Monet at his easel spontaneously generating masterpieces in the bright sunlight is one of the more vibrant illustrations in the centuries-old playbook of the individual genius touched by the divine—a key rationalization for Western culture’s extreme self-regard.
In this scenario, spontaneity is the equivalent of emotional authenticity, and any degree of preparation somehow turns the enterprise into a lie—a concept epitomized in the mid-20th century by the Action Painters and Allen Ginsberg’s Beat credo of “First thought, best thought.” It’s a manifestation of Blakean Romanticism that resurfaces at specific times for specific reasons. The Beats and the Action Painters, assuming the role of the artist/shaman, responded to overwhelming threats like the atom bomb (as Blake did to the dehumanization of the Industrial Revolution) with an ecstatic transcendence outside the fetters of civilized norms. They reached nirvana by diving into the abyss.
No one can make that claim for Monet, whose touch and taste, even in his most accomplished work, barely elude mere prettiness. (Ironically, his contemporaries Degas and Cézanne, who made innumerable preparatory drawings and approached their art with a workmanlike precision, display a far greater awareness of the barbarous impulses breaching the surface of enlightened society.) No, Monet is an even rarer bird, one whose outpourings are seemingly untouched by anguish or doubt and appear as perfect as they are uncontainable—Raphael, Fragonard, Mozart, Mendelssohn—and whose Apollonian splendor somehow exists outside of time and ordinary human concerns. Monet’s predominantly unpeopled landscapes are visions of the world we’d prefer to live in rather than the sorry mess we have. He painted whatever he saw front of him, but his extraordinary pigmentation juiced his handling of light into a celestial realm, investing his pictures with a feeling of inspired improvisation, as if they were visions sprung directly from the brow of the Almighty. If that’s the case, a preparatory pastel of a cloudscape or a pencil workup for the composition of “Luncheon on the Grass” is nothing short of heresy.
Curiously enough, since there is a hard fact or two—however murky and dissociated—behind every myth, it shouldn’t be surprising that a close look at this selection of some of Monet’s most intimate works reveals glimmers of truth within the illusion. In this regard, spontaneity—as captured by a graceful whip of a line or an uncanny collision of shapes—can indeed be read as a trace element of inspiration. Their immediacy reveals an almost childlike honesty in Monet’s approach: their inner life depends on just how much the artist was “on” that day. There’s no faking it, and the choice of medium doesn’t make a difference. The flicker and dash of a pastel can make a related painting seem dry and overworked, while other sketches can feel crabbed and fussy or smudged and dull. The most potent and—as reactionary as it sounds—inspired works, however, deliver a startling sense of aesthetic prescience.
An early drawing of a tree trunk, made a couple of months before his seventeenth birthday, anticipates van Gogh’s boldly incisive crosshatching by thirty years. A pellucid, off-kilter vista of fruit trees, made between 1865 and 1875, dominated by a looming swath of cobalt and squiggly gradations of yellow-gray-green, brings to mind the freewheeling structure of Kandinsky’s 1913 abstractions. And a late sketchbook study of water lilies from c.1914-1919—a ghost dance of indecipherable shapes and scribbles—evinces the same liberated approach to form-as-energy that’s found in de Kooning’s sketchbook drawings from the mid-1970s. These latter two images feed into the common though specious conceit that Monet was a precursor to abstraction. Although his diaphanous sheets of color and floating contours, particularly in the late paintings, kind of look abstract, but Monet never interrogated the efficacy of recognizable imagery. What he achieved was an intermittent, accidental greatness; the most vital of these works bespeak a spaced-out rapture of overwhelmed senses and hands going their own way. Insofar as he allowed his intuition to carry him, Monet and de Kooning were dipping into the same stream, and in that essential continuity we might catch a glimpse of Yeats’ “artifice of eternity.”
Peter Halley: Paintings and Drawings, 1980–81By David Whelan
JUNE 2023 | ArtSeen
The 1980s were formative years for Peter Halley, a New York artist best known for geometric paintings evoking prisons and cells, painted in florescent colors with industrial techniques. His dual shows currently on view at Karma and Craig Starr offer a privileged view into the artist's earlier experimental work.
Robert Motherwell: The Drawings of a PainterBy Katy Rogers
FEB 2023 | Editor's Message
The catalogue raisonné of Robert Motherwells drawings, which was published by Yale University Press in November 2022, was the culmination of more than ten years of research and serves as a companion to the 2012 catalogue raisonné of Motherwells paintings and collages.
Susanna Hellers Beyond Pain, The Last DrawingsBy Mira Schor
JUNE 2023 | Art Books
When an artist dies before they have fully achieved the critical place their work calls for, a necessary task begins, of sharing their work and creating critical and historical context. Susanna Heller: Beyond Pain, The Last Drawings, compiled, edited, and published by two of Hellers oldest and dearest friends, artist Marlene Dumas and art historian Suzanne Styhler, is the first step in that task of celebrating and contextualizing an important body of work.
Monir Shahroudy Farmanfarmaian: Mirror-works and Drawings (2004–2016)By William Corwin
FEB 2021 | ArtSeen
While the artist is not seeking to recreate the places of worship and power from which she draws her inspiration, she instead distills what is most human and irreconcilable about those spaces: the act of containing multitudes.