Olympian Moments in Art

Every four years, the globe celebrates the boundaries that divide it into countries by uniting as one spirit  to glorify the collective we call the human race. It is a marvelous and captivating time which has most of us spectators glued to some form of medium to share this message of unity.

To be honest, it is all about triumph: where winning is the measurement of device: the fastest are measured in milliseconds; perfection is measured by decimal points; the strongest are measured in milligrams; distance is measured by millimeters; and, splash is measured in milliliters.

Victory is determined in fractions. Execution is calculated in years.

These athletes spend their entire lives preparing for the game, the routine, the race, the lift, the shot, the dive. Every waking moment, whether physically, psychologically, or mentally they are preparing, practicing, pondering, dreaming, imagining that they are standing on the top of the podium in the throne of the gods.

It is hard not to be caught up in their dominion. Even as a spectator we feel a part of their achievement.

Olympian moments in art are no different, although most certainly, not the same.

Years upon years might be dedicated to a cycle, a suite, a series and even the documentation or catalogue raisonne to an artist’s particular oeuvre.

March Chagall dedicated a total of twenty five years working on the one hundred five etchings of the Bible Series. Although his dedication was at times intermittent, a quarter of a century was dedicated to the Bible, which Chagall felt was, “the finest piece of poetry every written“.

In fact, Meyer Schapiro, the great art historian said, “If we had nothing of Chagall but his Bible, he would be for us a great modern artist.”

Pablo Picasso, as an octogenarian, completed the three hundred forty seven etching of the 347 Series in a mere seven months. From March 16th to October 5th of 1968, just five years before his death, Picasso displayed his technical grasp in the medium of etching by averaging almost thirteen etchings per week!

The great Dutch artist, Rembrandt, took almost seven years to complete his (greatest) drypoint etching, Christ Healing the Sick also known as The Hundred Guilder, which he completed in 1649.

Christopher White, who wrote a consummate two volume catalogue raisonne on Rembrandt,  Rembrandt’s Etchings. An Illustrated Critical Catalogue said this etching was the “apotheosis of Rembrandt’s activity in etching…”

Albrecht Durer, the progenitor of graphic art in Western civilization started the sixteen woodcuts of the Apocalypse series during his first bachelor journey to Italy in 1494-5 and published them a mere three years later in 1498 (at the tender age of twenty seven).

Adam von Bartsch, curator of the Albertina in Vienna worked tirelessly until his death and spent his last eighteen years to complete his catalogue raisonne of the Italian and Northern school of engraver-painters in no less than twenty-one volumes.

Daniel Wildenstein spent over thirty years compiling his four volume opus of Claude Monet’s oeuvre of original work.

Christian and Yvonne Zervos began cataloguing Picasso’s unique work in 1932 and it was finished posthumously in 1970. The catalogue raisonne encompasses thirty-three volumes.

Frits Lugt is but another Olympian. He not only compiled a catalogue raisonne dedicated to collector’s stamps throughout history (1921) he also worked on a supplement to his original work which he published in 1956. In total, this man spent fifty-seven years of his life dedicated to researching collectors’ stamps throughout history.

The same heart and dedication is shared whether one is an athlete, artist or scholar; because, what they have is immeasurable. They all deserve to exist on the throne of the gods.

Art history is no different. It is full of Olympian moments.

The Art of Passion

I tend to be neglectful when I am in the middle of translating a new document. Whether it is an article or a blog, whether it is journalism or a diary, both are consuming in their own way and one would like to think that what we are reporting or sharing is worth the time of the reader.

This document I am translating is devoted to the nineteen engravings from the Saints and Apostles by Albrecht Durer (which I hope to finish through weekend). I do not know much about the Apostles and I know very little about being a Saint.

With that being said, I am translating the German language, from the catalogue raisonne by Joseph Meder, which I do not pretend to fully understand, for an artist like Albrecht Durer who I pretend I do fully understand.

But let us make no make mistake about it, being a far better enthusiast than a scholar, I am driven more by passion than expertise.

Under normal circumstances that might bother me, but some of the greatest documents in art history were gleaned by individuals like Walter Strauss (Founder of Alibris books), who I was told was at one time a toy manufacturer and became a luminary on Durer; or, Frits Lugt, who became a man of means by marriage and was content documenting collectors’ stamps and evolved into a leading authority on Rembrandt.

In the art world, these are names that are far more than just footnotes in art history; and, I am not saying I am on the same playing field as these individuals. In fact, I do not profess to even be in the same arena. But, I am saying I understand their passion. It is innate. Visceral. Autonomic.

It is no different than breathing (and I love breathing) or my beating heart. Without ever thinking about either, I just breathe it. This is how I feel about sharing this passion.

In short, I simply love it without ever having to think about how much I love art itself or sharing this passion.

It might be because I am not an artist. Or, in a previous life I was a pencil or a copper plate. I don’t know.

In as much, Carl Jung was right! He said, “A great work of art is like a dream; for all its apparent obviousness it does not explain itself and it is never unequivocal.”

I cannot explain myself either, but my passion is undeniable.

Thanks for listening.

Original Sun

It is the father of kinetic art, Yaacov Agam, who traces our artistic roots back to the Old Testament. “I shall set a bow in the sky and it shall serve as a sign of the covenant between Me and earth.” (Genesis 9:13)

The rainbow is not only the first work of art; but, more importantly, it stands for the bond between the heavens and earth.  And, as long we preserve and honor this connection we shall always be on a path of creative renewal.

We can dismiss the whole concept by eclipsing it with the scientific view of sunlight double refracting off  moisture and water droplets at different frequencies and angles; or, we can embrace poetic license  and just enjoy its shear beauty and acknowledge the biblical interpretation.

Albrecht Durer maintains “That the artist is chosen by God to fulfill his commands…” and this is one command that I will consent to wholeheartedly.

Original Sin might have to do with the fall of man in Gan Eden, but in my mind it is just as great a sin to forget the bond between the heavens and earth that forged the world of art which was given to us by Original Sun.

It is just a thought.

Some Of Us Are Doer’s, Some Of Us Are Durer’s

I believe it was Thomas Paine, the great american statesman who said, “I am a far better religionist than a religious person“.

Quite a poetic disclaimer.

It is no different than saying, I could be a politician as long as I did not have to be political; or, I could be a clown as long as I did not have to wear make-up; or, as for myself, I could be an artist as long as I did not have to be artistic.

Dear God, I love art. Yet, I do not have an artistic bone in my body. I might understand the golden section, perspective, foreshortening, disciplines, movements and its beauty, but I will never be able to allow my hands to follow what my eyes see. Like music, I might be able to read the notes, but I will never be able to play the music.

I often marvel at the absolute precision of the engraving by Albrecht Durer of Adam and Eve (1504) with its marvelous mixture of realism and symbolism.

Then, I often give myself indigestion when I think about drawing it myself. In fact, you might consider taking something for your stomach before you look.

Anyway, some of us are meant to be enthusiasts and some of us are meant to be artists. I will always be of the former.

I am a doer by passion and I will never be a Durer by artistic acumen; and, I am content with my position in my appreciation.

 

 

Albrecht Durer: A Legacy Earned

The significance and contribution of Albrecht Durer to the art community is not only amazing but also a source of wonder as to how understated it is. Yet, he was not only collected by enthusiasts but artists, and he was imitated as well.

His woodcuts and engravings were collected from the Mediterranean to the North Sea. They were in the hands of such artists as Italian Renaissance masters as Raphael, Montegna, and Bellini.

Albrecht Durer’s print oeuvre was found in the collections of such dignitaries as Henry VIII of England, King Christian II of Scandinavia, Emperor Maximillian I (of course), Princess Margaret, Regent of the Netherlands, Maximilian’s grandson Charles V, and even the son of Christopher Columbus, Ferdinand.

Raphael’s own masterpiece, Christ Bearing the Cross (c. 1516) borrowed the figure of Christ from Albrecht Durer’s woodcut, Christ Bearing the Cross (1509) from the Small Passion.

Tintoretto, the great Italian Mannerist of the Venetian school, mirrored the Holy Father holding the body of Christ in the Lamentation (c. 1560).

Its source came from Albrecht Durer’s woodcut, Trinity (1511).

El Greco, the Spanish Mannerist also borrowed from Durer’s Trinity, absorbing outlines and content in his work, The Throne of Grace (1577).

Even Rembrandt, the great Dutch painter and printmaker echoed the figure of Christ in his etching, Christ Driving the Money Changers from the Temple (1638).

Its design came from the Albrecht Durer woodcut (of the same name) from the Small Passion (1509-1511).

Impressive enough; however, one of Albrecht Durer’s most incredible legacies involves the Italian Renaissance master, Michelangelo,  who reportedly told Charles V in a conversation that if he were not Michelangelo he would rather be Albrecht Durer than the Emperor.

Quite a tribute to Albrecht Durer: a legacy earned.

Albrecht Durer: Influence or Prodigy?

There is no doubt in my mind that beyond the guidance of Albrecht Durer’s father and the initial tutelage of Michael Wolgemut, Albrecht Durer was a child prodigy. It is as if he was born to give birth himself to the Northern Renaissance.

At the tender age of thirteen, Albrecht Durer rendered his famous self-portrait in silverpoint by looking at himself in a mirror. This drawing is not only young Durer’s earliest known drawing but attributed to be the first self-portrait in German art!

At thirteen, I was barely able to make it through my Haftorah, and looking in a mirror was almost just as awkward. I was thirtween, caught somewhere between being a boy and a man; and, painting a stick figure was tantamount to using calculus with a paint-by-number scheme.

Yet this child prodigy was also surrounded by influences that would serve to kindle his inspiration and sagacity even more. Albrecht was born the same year that the mathematician, Johannes Muller, developed trigonometry and settled in Nuremberg.

By the time Albrecht was four years old, he found himself surrounded by some of the greatest minds and artisans that inhabited his very neighborhood in Nuremberg. The alter painter and printmaker, Michael Wolgemut lived three doors down from his home; his godfather Anton Koberger had his publishing house in the vicinity; Christoph Von Scheurl, the humanist writer, philosopher and diplomat, and Johanne Neudorrfer, the calligrapher, along with  Hartmann Schedel, the physician, scholar  and cartographer all lived in the neighborhood.

Not a bad way to grow up.

For me, at least, it would be no different than coming home to a Sunday barbecue after playing a sandlot baseball game and seeing Walter Kronkite, Thomas Jefferson, George Putnam and Carl Sagan hanging around the pool sipping on a “Stoli” with my father and discussing the world stage.

So,whether Albrecht Durer was a product of prodigy or influence, I will leave to far greater minds than mine. What I can say for sure can only be reflected in Albrecht’s own words. That “in truth, art is implicit in nature and whoever can extract it has it.”

Albrecht Durer has it!

Excuse My Self-Cultivation

It is difficult to promote or self-cultivate. At least for me, it is.

It is one thing to pontificate the significance and the beauty of one so deserving as Albrecht Durer; or, any number of masters through the ages. But it is quite another to take a step back from what I truly love to do and promote a new offering on Durerpost that I believe will do nothing less than enhance an art lover’s appreciation of art even more.

At least, that is how I justify it to myself.

I have often said that an artist spends a lifetime creating an oeuvre that will be admired through time. But it takes a scholar or enthusiast another lifetime documenting that oeuvre in tomes called, catalogues raisonnnes.

These exhaustive studies are just as important to the collector as they are to the art itself.

There are to date, approximately 1400 catalogues raisonnes in existence and most are housed in an incredible institution called the Wildenstein Institute or indexed on-line at Print Council of America by the artist surname.

The list that is compiled on Durerpost is not as vast, but it is just as informative (and free via opt-in). It is based on the graphic oeuvre of my most favorite artists, including: Durer, Rembrandt, Goya, Whistler, Sisley, Pissaro, Cezanne, Manet, Icart, Gauguin, Maillol, Lautrec, Escher, Vlaminck, Matisse, Renoir, Villon, Erte, Dali, Chagall, Picasso, Braque, Miro, as well as those raisonnes dedicated to watermarks and collectors stamps.

Again, forgive this moment of self-promotion. I do this, so I can return to the matter at hand: to cultivate and promulgate the beauty and mystery of that discipline we call art.

The Genius of Originality

Sigmund Freud once said that, “…artistic talent is still a psychological riddle”.

I have often thought about what it is that differentiates a master from an artist: those individuals who are written into history as an experience and not just a by-product of it.

I believe that talent is not a mark of genius or creativity; nor,  is creativity a mark of talent or genius; nor, do I think that genius is a mark of creativity or talent. (Sorry for the lesson in Boolean algebra.)

Creativity, genius and talent are all a mark of originality. And originality is a discipline to a style that
inherently becomes one’s own.

Originality becomes a recognizable trademark of the master so even if we, the audience, have never seen this particular piece of art before, we are still able to identify it with that particular artist.

A woodcut or engraving by Albrecht Durer is identifiable by his use of eliptical-linear lines adding a three dimensional aspect and his off-center perspective (the golden section). Although accomplished, both  Schongauer and Goltzius are different in appearance.

The etchings and drypoints of Rembrandt are unmistakeable because of his impossibly-rich burr and meticulous use of cross-hatching which enhanced his use of chiarscuro. Whether the print is a Biblical scene, a portrait, a landscape, an allegory or any other genre, his print oevure is distinct.

Miro employed his playful use of his biomorphs.

Chagall had his reocurring motifs of floating lovers, farm animals with human eyes, fiddlers on roofs.

Picasso utilized his multi-dimensional perspective of cubism.

Goya wielded his burin in satirical renderings of the elite.

These artists distinguished themselves by their brilliance which is not a measure of watts but wit. They have separated themselves not just because they are remembered over time, but in tomes.

These artists have distinguished themselves by being original.

That is the genius of their art!

Dissecting Melancholia

Beyond the rhetoric and debate of one of the most allegorical moments in art, or anywhere else, for that matter, is Albrecht Durer’s meaning behind his 16th century engraving, Melancholia 1.

For over ten generations since its creation in 1514, philosophers, adepts, theorists and enthusiasts have been engaged in sophistry concerning the intent of Albrecht Durer.

Some believe Melancholia 1 concerns itself with humankind’s quest to inspirit itself, waiting for a spark no different than Archimedes “eureka” experience. Others believe it addresses our technological disability to solve the age old question “what is the meaning of life.” And that no matter how advanced our technology evolves it will never be able to answer such heady questions.

As for myself, aside from the intrinsic intricacies of the engraving, I believe Albrecht Durer knew exactly what he was doing: to evoke, at the very least, a cerebral debate that would act as the proverbial “revolving door” for future generations to come.

It is the very nature of not knowing that delights us.

Robert Burton said it best in his treatise, Anatomy of Melancholy, when he wrote:

“Tis no disparagement to be a stranger
or so irksome to be an exile,
the rain is a stranger to the earth,
rivers to the sea,
Jupiter in Egypt,
and the sun to us all.
The soul is an alien to the body,
a nightingale to the air,
a swallow
in a house,
and Ganymede in heaven,
an elephant in Rome,
a phoenix in India.
And such things commonly please us best
which are most strange and come from
farthest off.”

That, quite simply, is Melancholia 1: it comes “from farthest off”.

Why Durerpost Products?

I would like to think that the value of Durerpost products and information are self-evident; and they will, eventually promote themselves. But until then, forgive me for giving them a little impetus forward.

Recently at auction (March, to be exact), an Albrecht Durer woodcut, the Annunciation (M. 195, B. 83) from one of his great woodcut cycles,  the Life of a Virgin, was sold at auction for just under $11,000. It was sold as a proof impression before the Latin Text Edition of 1511 with a High Crown watermark (M. 20).

The catalogue raisonne of choice when dealing with Albrecht Durer woodcuts is Joseph Meder’s, Durer-Katalog ein Handbuch Uber Albrecht Durers Stiche, Radierungen, Holzschnitte, Deren Zustande, Ausgaben und Wasserzeichen.

It is a brilliant compilation. Worthy of any collector who collects Albrecht Durer woodcuts and intaglios. It sells for around $100 and can be bought from any of the major rare book house.

It is written, however,  in academic German, which is why Durerpost offers the documentation of Albrecht Durer’s great woodcut cycles in English-translated versions of his catalogue raisonne.

In other words, you can read this: “Prachtvoll, klar, ohne Große Gegensätze, weil ohne Kreuzlage. Unterrand eine Lücke, ebenso im Bergontur zwischen den Flügeln. Vor den weißen Kritzeln in deer untersten Türschwellschattierung (Blasius, Braunschweig). Wz. 62 Ochsenkopf oder 20 Hohe Krone.”

Or, you can read it in English as this: “Magnificent, clear, without large contrasts, because without crosshatching. Bottom edge a gap, likewise mountain contour between the wings. Before the white scribble in the lowest threshold (bottom door sill) shading (Blasius, Braunschweig). Ox Head with Five Petal Flower, Triangle and Two Cross Lines with Single Long Flower Stalk watermark (M. 62) dating the paper from 1441 to 1481(?) — 1519; or, High Crown watermark (M. 20) dating paper from 1480-1525.”

In April of this year, at another major auction house, another Albrecht Durer woodcut, The Whore of Babylon (M. 177, B. 73), from his great woodcut cycle, the Apocalypse, was sold at auction for $34,000.  The high estimate was set at $18,000! It was sold as a proof impression before the German or Latin text edition of 1498. But with this woodcut, it did not have a watermark.

How do you know it was not a later impression without text? Simply, by knowing what the documentation says about this particular impression and examining the art.

In this example, the German reads, “Kräftig, schwarz, auch überschwärzt, ganzrandig bis auf das r. untere eck, Drachenhals- und Mühlsteinlücken beginnend”. Wz. 53 Reichsapfel.

In English the catalogue raisonne reads, “Strong (rich), dark, also overly dark, complete edges to right lower corner, dragon neck (throat) and millstone gaps beginning. Large Imperial Orb with Cross and Star watermark (M. 53) dating the paper from 1497-1520.”

With all due respect, there is some serious money being spent on some historic prints and, you deserve to know what you are buying.

Hundreds of hours have been spent translating Joseph Meder’s definitive research of Albrecht Durer’s print oeuvre into English, and we are proud to disseminate this information as well as share the importance of the artist’s work itself.

So, to answer the title question, why Durerpost products? We hope that the benefits are apparent.