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Graduate Work
Gothic Infections
(essay assignment #1, 4 pages)
By Scott Hays
The ‘Sublime’ Nature
of an El Greco Painting
Edmund Burke in his book, A Philosophical
Enquiry, makes the argument that a
person’s imagination is less restricted
and more inspired by language than by art
or architecture. The subtlety of language,
he suggests, can offer multiple, perhaps
even deeper meanings while the visual by
its very nature constricts the audience’s
imagination. Doubtless, there’s some
truth to this observation, but I would make
the argument that a painter with incomparable
talent and vision can often create a work
that actually exceeds the sublime narrative
of, say, a Gothic novel. Ann Radcliffe herself
even makes this assertion in her book The
Mysteries of Udolpho.
Consider this scene of Madame Montoni’s
nocturnal burial in the crypt of Udolpho:
“The fierce features
and wild cress of the condottieri, bending
with their torches over the grave, into
which the corpse was descending, were contrasted
by the venerable figure of the monk, wrapt
in long black garments, his cowl thrown
back from his pale face, on which the light
gleaming strongly shewed the lines of affliction
softened by piety, and the few grey locks,
which time had spared on his temples: while,
beside him, stood the softer form of Emily,
who leaned for support upon Annette; her
face half averted, and shaded by a thin
veil, that fell over her figure; and her
mild and beautiful countenance fixed in
grief so solemn as admitted not of tears,
while she thus saw committed untimely to
the earth her last relative and friend.”
(pgs. 377-378)
Clearly, there is a sense of the sublime
here, as Radcliffe’s images generate
inexpressible emotions of terror and horror
for Emily—and grief for the departed—as
she and others descend through the castle
(with the corpse of her aunt) towards the
grave in the lower vault of the chapel within
the castle walls. It’s a creepy scene,
and the effect is one of “suspended
animation—of bodies frozen in painterly
attitudes,” writes Terry Castle in
his introduction to the Oxford World’s
Classic’s The Mysteries of Udolpho.
(pg. xv). The operative word here is painterly,
an adjective used to describe something
as typical of a painter. Castle seems to
be suggesting that the scene itself could
have been painted with the same creepy effects.
Radcliffe herself makes this same assertion
in the sentence just prior to the above
passage of the nocturnal burial in the crypt:
“At the moment, in
which they let down the body into the earth,
the scene was such as only the dark pencil
of Domenichino perhaps, could have done
justice to.” (pg. 377)
Domenichino (1581-1641) was an Italian
Baroque painter whose subtle compositions
and delicate colors were heavily influenced
by the Frenchman Nicolas Poussin (1594-1665).
Here Radcliffe seems to admit that mere
words cannot convey a proper sense of the
sublime, allowing readers to stay safely
and pleasurably removed from a scene where
the body of Madame Montoni’s is let
down into the earth. Only an artist with
Domenichino’s painterly skills, she
seems to suggest, could have done justice
to such a scene. The irony here is that
Radcliffe then attempts to describe a scene
(“The fierce features and wild cress.
. .”) which she readily admits can
only be conveyed properly by the dark pencil
an artist’s sketch.
Now consider, for a moment, a painting
by the Spanish painter Domenikos Theotokopoulos
(1541-1614), otherwise know as El Greco
(The Greek). El Greco was a master painter
who felt an urge to tell sacred stories
in a new and stirring manner. His bold disregard
for natural forms, ever straining to the
Heavens, his intense and unusual colors,
his passionate and dramatic visions, all
combined to create a style distinctly sublime.
For example, his oil on canvas titled The
Opening of the Fifth Seal of the Apocalypse
(1609-14). Here in one painting is a story
straight from the Revelation of St. John,
the beginning of Christ’s judgment
of unbelievers on the earth during the Tribulation
period. The fifth seal presents the martyrdom
of saints throughout the world who must
plead for God’s judgment on their
unbelieving oppressors (the Antichrist and
his followers).
“And when he had opened
the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the
sounds of them that were slain for the word
of God, and for the testimony which they
held. And they cried with a loud voice,
saying How long, O Lord, holy and true,
dost though not judge and avenge our blood
on them that dwell on the earth. And white
robes were given unto every one of them.”
(Revelations 6:9-11).
St. John himself stands on one side of
the painting in visionary rapture, straining
upward in sort of a prophetic gesture. The
nude figures are the martyrs who rise to
receive the heavenly gift of white robes.
Notice the lopsided composition of the painting,
the elongated figures, and the creepy blend
of intense and unusual colors.
Surely no written description could ever
have expressed with such an “uncanny
and convincing force this terrible vision
of doomsday,” writes E.H. Gombrich
in his book The Story of Art (pg.
373). And yet if you’re a Christian
viewing this particular painting, you somehow
feel safely and pleasurably removed from
a future where the very real saints call
for the destruction of this world. Sublime?
Definitely. Less compelling than the words
themselves? Definitely not. (And the Christian
would further argue that both “art”
and “words” are inspired by
God, therefore equally as compelling.)
Although I agree there’s some truth
to Burke’s observation that language
often has the ability to convey multiple,
deeper meanings than the visual world of
art and architecture, the opposite can also
be true; that a painting, for instance,
has the ability to inspire intense emotions
where mere words would fail. El Greco’s
The Opening of the Fifth Seal
of the Apocalypse overwhelms the senses,
moves us to stand in terror of an image
with Biblical proportions. We can read
the Revelation of St. John, yes. But only
through the sublime nature of a painter
extraordinaire like El Greco can
we feel the moment.
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