We return today to master artist Jean Georges Vibert (1840-1902), who created a series of paintings illustrating the hypocrisy and greed of the church. Vibert specialized in genre scenes that underscored human weakness within the clergy – and while these views were often acidic, they were seldom vitriolic. These pictures became extremely popular on both sides of the Atlantic, but he won special acclaim in the (then) free-thinking United States. He was actively collected by both the Astor and Vanderbilt families and today’s picture, The Canon’s Dinner (1875), was sold at auction as recently as November by Sotherby’s. Obviously Vibert continues to speak to us today.
As
Vibert wrote about himself …you can’t
deny that the priests who began my education recognized in me elocutionary
talents, because they planned to make a preacher of me. Yes; I advise you to
speak of the priests! You have profited handsomely by their teachings! They, at any rate, cannot be ignorant of your
lively satire; you have made them feel the point of it enough. Haven’t you always said that a painter should
paint only what he sees? It is not my
fault if I have seen them at such close quarters.
By any
critical yardstick, this is a remarkable picture. Vibert tells the story through meticulous
detail mixed with his signature snarky wit.
First off, the canon in the picture is a corpulent man, obviously
well-used to his comforts. Notice how
his slippered feet are spread apart, resting on the rail of his table. His ruddy face is lined but incandescent at
the prospect of is good meal. His plate
is not only filled with lobster, but also on the table are two bottles of
wine. The tableware is silver and
opulent – this is no simple meal.
Next to
the canon is a tray resting on an elaborate table complete with what looks like
duck, greens, gravy and perhaps a tureen of soup. The couch upon which he sits is beautifully
upholstered, complete with an ornate overhang.
The room
is appointed in luxurious detail. Note the
tapestries that line the wall (delicately rendered by Vibert), along with the
frescoes surrounding the door and the lush, Oriental carpet beneath his feet.
Vibert,
of course, makes the joke complete with the canon’s companion. That worthy is dressed in simple robes of
black, his slim (and probably underfed) figure upright on a kneeling bench,
holy book before him. He is probably
praying on behalf of the canon before he starts his meal, or, also likely,
detailing some important part of church doctrine to his superior.
The differences
between the two men could not be more startling: thick and thin, sensual and
ascetic, gluttonous and abstemious, worldly and spiritual. However, the canon, who is clearly more ‘human’
in his enjoyment of the pleasures of the world, is undoubtedly higher in the
church hierarchy, a hierarchy that values chastity, poverty, simplicity and
self-denial. Like the canon’s dinner,
Vibert’s joke is just too delicious.
One
other point – the qualities of such a picture, and its degree of wit, would be
lost without the artist’s extraordinary technical ability. Painted by, say, a Manet or Renior, the
picture would merely become a study in colors, or perhaps a look at
contrasts. But appreciating the extreme
sensual pleasure and richness of the surroundings is essential to the joke, and
that kind of delineation is only possible with an artist gifted at realistic
detail.
More Vibert tomorrow!
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