Here is a wonderfully (and
unexpectedly) tender painting by an artist we have not covered before, Pierre Claude Francois Delorme
(1783-1859). He is not as well known in
the United States as he should be, but his relatively small oeuvre is replete
with delicacy and grace.
Delorme was born in Paris and was a
student of Anne-Louis Girodet-Trioson
(1767-1824) – who was, himself, a student of Jacques-Louis David (1748-1825), whom we have covered many times in
these pages. The influence of both
Girodet-Trioson and (once-removed) David are readily apparent. Delorme was, in many ways, an exemplar of the
classical style of painting of the Empire period. He painted a number of significant works,
including pictures for the palaces of Versailles, Fontainbleau, Neurilly and
Compiegne, as well as various Parisian churches.
Like his masters, Delorme produced
pictures featuring monumentally sculpted figures in a posed, almost
tableaux-like composition. His interests
were historical and mythological, like others of the period, and he sought to
tell universal truths about people through evocations of a more sublime ideal.
However, Delorme parts company with
his contemporaries because he also carries within his worldview an earlier, Renaissance
ideal. Following his apprenticeship,
Delorme spent many years in Italy, where he became enamored of the works of
such later Renaissance figures as Raphael
and Michelangelo. The
influence of these painters – more human, more emotional, more fluid -- lent
his work an added depth; almost as if the Mannerist experiment added a touch of
humanity and emotion to what is a technically brilliant, but emotionally cold,
school of painting.
The story of Cephalus and Aurora is
told in Book Seven of Ovid's Metamorphoses.
Cephalus, an Athenian hero, falls in love with Procis, and marries her. Shortly
afterwards, while hunting deer, he catches the eye of Aurora, Goddess of the Dawn. Though a Goddess, Aurora was sexually
adventurous and was frequently attracted to young mortal men. Descending from her mountain home, Aurora
carried Cephalus off with her. However, on finding that he remained faithful to
Procris, she allowed him to return home, privately swearing vengeance. She
caused a spirit of jealousy to infect their marriage and this eventually
resulted in the accidental death of Procris who suffered a wound inflicted by
Cephalus with his enchanted hunting spear.
For a story with such a tragic
ending, this is an exceptionally sweet and affecting picture.
Let’s start with Aurora. The debt to Raphael is particularly strong in
this picture, as is evidenced by the serene beauty of Aurora, and the delicate
pansexuality of the putti. The gossamer
quality of her hair, along with the placidity of her gaze, mark Delorme’s
Aurora as a Renaissance figure. Look,
too, at her delicately drawn feet, and the diaphanous quality of her dress,
which renders her leg visible. This is draughtsmanship
of a high caliber, and the subtlety of the lighting effects are clearly influenced
by Late Renaissance (or Mannerist) painting.
Cephalus also looks more like a Renaissance
figure than a figure from the French Empire era. Delorme paints a male figure of
heart-breaking beauty. Look at the
graceful lines of the body and the angelically handsome face; it’s impossible
to look at Cephalus without a sense of awe at his transformative beauty.
Delorme achieves this with strategic
lighting effects: his strong brow and
sensitive line of nose are well lit. The
light then accentuates the wide, capacious breast, lilting down to the stomach
and growing darker, darker around the powerful legs. The artist also hints at the width of his
body by the hot, white light of the right knee, popping up behind the shadowed
foreleg.
But the real heart of the picture is
Aurora’s hand, placed lovingly on the breast of Cephalus. This component, if nothing else in the
picture, is the work of pure genius. That
one touch denotes romantic love, sexual passion, possession, gentleness and
protection. The impression transcends the
emotional and moves into the range of the elemental.
Artist Leon Kossoff (born 1926), would often look at the paintings of
great masters, sketching his own conceptions of the art before him. He would often sit before a painting of
Cephalus and Aurora (though, the one he gazed at compulsively was by Poussin). One day, he had a transformative experience
before the painting, which he remembered thusly: It seemed as though I was experiencing the work for the first
time. I suppose there is a difference
between looking and experiencing. Paintings
of this quality, in which the subject is endlessly glowing with luminosity,
can, in an unexpected moment, surprise the viewer, revealing unexplored areas
of self.
That is
exactly how I react to Delomre’s depiction.
That glowing quality of luminosity completely takes me by surprise, and
I feel as if I’m keying into some extraordinarily powerful emotional
undercurrent.
1 comment:
I was first taken by the extraordinary technique, then I was taken by the eyes. BUT, you are right, it is the hand (which I missed, dead center!) which makes this. Thanks for sharing.
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