The Strange Beauty of Prints and the Pursuit of Knowledge

Posted on June 4, 2012

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Arithmetic


The Strange Beauty of Prints and the Pursuit of Knowledge.

On exhibition at the Arthur M. Sackler Museum of the Harvard Art Museums
Fall, 2011.     

Prints and the Pursuit of Knowledge in Early Modern Europe examines how celebrated Northern Renaissance artists contributed to the scientific investigations of the 16th century. The exhibition and its accompanying catalogue challenge the perception of artists as illustrators in the service of scientists. Artists’ printed images served as both instruments for research and agents in the dissemination of knowledge.
(Curatorial Description from the Museum website)

The time period covered in this exhibit represents a shift towards direct experimentation and observation of the natural world, away from relying on ancient classical texts for scientific information. While the show is largely prints and books, there are also instruments—sundials, globes, astrolabes and armillary spheres–made from printed paper. There are even flap books showing different layers of internal organs of males and females, early precursors to children’s pop-up books. Some of these has have been assembled from printed reproductions and we are invited to handle them.

This exhibit is so beautifully curated, by Susan Dackerman, the Carl A. Weyerhaeuser Curator of Prints, that I take it as a given when she says: “…we really wanted to explore the important role artists played in scientific inquiry of the 16th century. One of the things artists did at that time was help theorists visualize kinds of knowledge, and by helping them visualize it, they actually helped them in many cases conceptualize it as well.”

Accepting the premise of the show catapults me into other questions and fascinations that come from gazing at some of the individual works. I will just touch on a few of my own favorites, here, for the show is vast. The section headings are my own, just to help us all navigate through this review.

Man and Geometry 

Portrait of van Deventer by Goltzius

Hendrick Goltzius, Portrait of Nicolaus Petri van Deventer, 1595. Engraving.

Holding the world in his hands, surrounded by the tools of his trade, the mathematician and astronomer Nikolaus Petri van Deventer looks off into the distance over our right shoulder as he makes his calculations. Behind him in the distance, a man with a sextant measures the height of the one remaining column of a ruined temple. Although the French at the top of the picture proclaims “Man proposes, And god disposes,” it might be more fitting if it said, “Man is the Measure of All Things.”  Petri is shown in the middle of four perfectly formed geometric objects: a polyhedron (probably an icosahedron) on the upper left, an armillary sphere  upper right, an astronomical sphere and the globe, on his table. No matter how perfectly curled the segments of his ruff, how perfectly round the nubbins of his buttons, his face and hands are rather lumpishly human…and yet it is we humans who invent, or discover, the perfections of the geometric forms.

The Truth of the Fine Black Line

Pilot Whale

Unknown artist, after Hendrick Goltzius, Pilot Whale Beached at Zandvoort, 1594. Etching and engraving.

What would we do if we came across a dead whale on the beach, and we had never seen one before? I would stand there for a bit, muttering, What is it? Do fish get that large? That is one huge fish. Then I would pace it off, or if I was feeling more scientific, measure it, as these two men are doing, with a rope of some sort. The artist here is allowing us to measure it, too, by putting the arm of the man on the right more or less in the plane of the whale, and if a man’s arm is about a yard, and so this animal seems at least 21 feet long…

I was a research scientist for a couple of decades, before turning to the other truth of Fiction writing. When I think of Science, even now, it is associated with the fine black line. For me, the fine black line is the visual counterpart of the Greek or Latin neologisms that flavor so much of medicine and science; it is a sign that the scientific mode of thinking may be involved here.

Dürer and some of his colleagues were able to get wonderful detailed lines in their woodcuts, but the copperplate engraving allows another order of magnitude of precision. With the wood block one always has the problem of working with or across the grain while carving, and limits to the amount of pressure and number of impressions one can make before the block itself breaks.

Anyway, with the print–either by woodblock or the technological innovations of copperplate–comes the possibility of sudden widespread broadcasting of the new empirical and observational scientific findings. Thus it could be that these 16th Century artist-scientists are in fact responsible for our association of fine black lines with science.

I wonder if our notion of sharp ideas or incisive thinking is linked to the sharpness of the engraving tool– the burin–and the way it cuts so finely into woodblock or copperplate.  Conversely, fuzzy ideas, or “painting things with a broad brush,” we associate with imprecisions and omissions.

This leads me to wonder, What if the technological innovations in art in the 16th century had been not connected with fine woodblock cutting or copperplate engraving, but rather with lithography or some other broad brush process? Would our whole notion of scientific thought and illustration be hugely different? I am reminded of Junichiro Tanizaki’s odd little masterpiece, In Praise of Shadows, where he conjectures what would have happened if the modern hospital had been invented in Japan, with its shadowy interiors, sliding paper panels, and floors made of woven grass.

Back to the matter at hand. I mentioned that for me the fine line is the visual counterpart of the Greco-Latin language of science; that language both clarifies, to those who know, and obscures, to those outside the field. Polymyalgia they say, instead of many muscles hurting. But the fine line of the print is meant only to convey and to clarify. Its own precision carries with it the implication of accuracy and truth. We have to believe it. This can lead to interesting problems, as we’ll see below.

Durer Rhinoceros

Albrecht Dürer, Rhinoceros, 1515. Woodcut and letterpress.

For ages, this image has been the iconic rhinoceros for me. Even though I have seen such beasts in the zoo, it is this picture that I believe. I know that they are not as reptilian or scaly, in real life. I know that they don’t have plates like an armadillo. But still, this is the picture I would grab, needing one of a rhino. Even though this is a woodcut (with letterpress at the top for the writing), the black lines are so fine that if you zoom in, or blow it up, you’ll see every hair lining the ears, every bristle on the muzzle. For years and years I had a print of this hanging in my house. I never noticed that inaccuracy, that piece of un-truth: that second horn, the spiral one projecting from between the beast’s shoulders, pointing toward the “R” of Rhinoceros. Discussing this horn, the catalogue mentions that Durer never saw the animal himself, and worked from notes and sketches of someone who had seen it in Portugal, the first Rhino to come to Europe since the 3rd Century. I know that dorsal horn is “wrong.”  But with all those fine black lines, all Dürer’s genius and virtuosity, it is hard to disbelieve.

Durer's Melencolia

Albrecht Dürer, Melencolia I, 1514. Engraving.

Another well-known Dürer print brings up a new set of questions. This image occurs in the part of the exhibition devoted to “Allegory,” in which humans or gods represent attributes or senses. Books and books have been written on this astonishing picture, so I will just mention what happens when I look at it for a while. The more you magnify the picture, the lighter it becomes, and as the winged female figure comes out of the shadows, it becomes impossible to see her as melancholic. She does not have “black bile” the original meaning of melancholia. She is not grieving or sad or depressed. If she is focusing on some cosmic judgment, it is alloyed with cosmic humor. She, and the cherubic figure beside her are in the throes of work. She holds dividers, which, as the catalogue notes, are the tools of divine or human creators. Her work-space is a mess, but her mind-space, which I think is represented by the things which hang on the wall above her—balance, hour glass, bell, and magic square––is full of order. The wikipedia entry on this print suggests that the “1” in the title “ refers to the first of the three types of melancholia defined by the German humanist writer Cornelius Agrippa. In this type, Melencholia Imaginativa, which he held artists to be subject to, ‘imagination’ predominates over ‘mind’ or ‘reason’.”

What a relief!  She is not full of black bile! She is deep in the work of the imagination.

Durer's Magic Square

Detail of Melencolia 1. The Magic Square

The curatorial wall notes for Melencolia 1 point out that the magic square on the wall above the wing of the female figure is in itself rather amazing:

Each side and each diagonal add up to 34.

So do the four inside numbers.

So do the four corners.

So do the facing inner pairs of numbers on opposite sides.

The date of the print, 1514,  is centered in the bottom row.

Mathematicians call this the  “Dürer  4×4  Magic Square.”

The catalogue of this exhibition tells us that Dürer was the first one to make prints of celestial charts of constellations and planets. Soon after that artists began to adapt such charts to long oval gores as in the 3 sheets below by Saenredam. (There had been a 4th sheet, but is is missing.) These gores were meant to be cut out and then bent and glued onoto a wooden sphere, which they would cover except for caps at either pole. There are some examples of such celestial globes in the exhibition that can be handled.

Celestial globe gores left

Celestial globe gore right

Jan Saenredam, from Celestial Globe Gores for Willem Jansz. Blaeu’s Sphaera stellifera. Before 1600.

I’ve always found terrestrial globes exciting, but these celestial ones are of a different order of marvelous. And they are wonderfully puzzling in a show devoted to science.
Here’s what fascinates me: Terrestrial globes are spherical, and we handle them and look at them from the outside. They are a model of the round earth on which we stand.
But standing on the earth, we are inside the heavens. A proper model of the constellations and planets would be a sphere surrounding us. But if the printed gores were glued to a hollow sphere, face down, that is, facing something inside, we couldn’t see inside, or if we could, through peepholes, say, it would be extremely awkward. So the artists and scientists who made these celestial globes made them analogous to the usual terrestrial globes, facing outward, but with constellations instead of land and sea.
But who could view our constellations and planets from above? Who looks down on the Milky Way? Not our sub-lunar selves. Holding these star spheres in our hands, as this exhibition invites us to, we become gods.

Arithmetic

Cornelis Drebbel after Hendrick Golzius. Arithmetic, from the series The Seven Liberal Arts. After 1587. Engraving.

Here, Arithmetic, personified as a hefty blond goddess, is teaching the numbers to her young male companion. Something odd has happened to her filmy bodice and one of her breasts exposed. Then, as now, the naked bosom captures our attention, and many of the allegorical figures in this exhibition are women in extreme conditions of undress. The fine black lines here, along with the geometric forms taken by the books on her shelf, and the rondels of glass in the window make us believe in the truth of the lesson. But something odd is going on here as well, for she has left out the number 9. (Zoom in if you need to, its absence is very clear.) Neither the catalogue nor the wall notes mention this, so it is ours to question!

Is this a form of copyright protection, to insert a known “wrong,” and see if it gets promulgated? Did the student not pay the full price for his lesson? Does the word for 9 in Dutch have an obscene ring to it, the way it did for Isak Dinesen’s Swedish teacher of Swahili? Or is the number 9 occult or mathematically esoteric, that the student may not learn it yet? Can you “cast out nines” before you even learn of their existence?

In any case, for me this was another case of the fine black line giving the illusion of accuracy, leading me into the belief that I was seeing the full array of numbers on her tablet, until I finally saw the puzzling omission.

Note that I’m not saying that the fine black line is there to trick us. Not at all. For years I was a microscopist and I still love the finest lines, the highest resolution. But those fine lines have to deserve our belief in their veracity.

Making Tools Visible 

Invention of Copperplate Engraving

Unknown engraver, after Stradanus. Invention of Copperplate Engraving from Nova Reperta (New inventions and discoveries of modern times) c. 1599-1603

Here we see not the process of inventing, but what happens during that process, which had been recently invented. In the lower left a boy on a bench copies a drawing, engraving it onto a copper plate. In the middle, the first figure heats the plate, while the one behind is either rubbing ink onto the warm plate, or rubbing the excess ink off. Behind them, to the left, a plate hidden by the paper lying on top of it, is rolled through the press, which so heavy that the man in the far left must put his foot and body weight to push on the lower spoke as he pulls the upper one toward him. In the back of the room the prints are being hung on racks so the ink will dry.

I kept expecting that the plates they were working on would show the very scene we are looking at, in the manner of Escher–a mise en abime, also known as ‘the Droste effect.” But though they are hard to see, the one on the left looks like architectural drawings, the middle one a crucifix, and the one on the right a man leaning on a stick. But Stradanus and his engraver were not playing this game.

In any case, this image of the printing process made me wonder about making visible the tools and elements of art. The tools for scientific observation and measurement–telescopes and compasses and dividers and rulers and gnomons and sextants occur throughout the prints having to do with mathematics or astronomy or navigation; we see a (flawed set) of numbers in the allegory Arithmetic, and in the magic square of Melencolia 1 we see some elements of Number Theory.

In poetry it is easy to show the elements, as individual words or sounds can be so loaded, electric, fundamental, that the whole work can hover and hinge there. In fiction it is harder–to make the tools visible in a way that is deep and interesting. James Joyce reminds us, at the beginning of A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, that we all start with baby talk:

Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy name baby tuckoo….

And Julio Cortazar, at the beginning of his story “Blow Up,” shows that psychic trauma can destroy the syntactic tools that, as adult speakers of the language, we take for granted:

It’ll never be known how this has to be told, in the first person or in the second, using the third person plural or continually inventing modes that will serve for nothing. If one might say: I will see the moon rose, or: we hurt me at the back of my eyes, and especially: you the blond woman was the clouds that race before my your his our yours their faces. What the hell.

It could be that in fiction our tools become most visible when they are broken or out of order. We notice syntax when it has devolved into nonsense as it has in the passage above. Happily neither Portrait nor “Blow Up” stay in that babyish or broken mode for long. But those modes shake us up and allow us to see the building blocks.

For the best visualization of the tools of art, I think we have to turn to a painting by John Singer Sargent. It is not in this show, it’s in the Brooklyn Museum, but an exhibition as deep as Prints and the Pursuit of Knowledge can lead us anywhere.

Sargent's An Out-of-Doors Study

John Singer Sargent An Out-of-Doors Study c. 1889. Oil on canvas.

In this painting of the artist Paul César Heleu and his wife Alice, Sargent paints the canoe, paddles, canvas, palette, brushes, as well as the clothing, hats, and skin of his two friends in a smooth, flowing, classical manner. But when he comes to the grasses, everything turns all spiky. Well, grasses are spiky, so at first we’re not surprised.

Detail of Sargent's Study

Detail of Sargent

But then we look at Heleu’s fist-full of brushes, and the care with which he uses one of them, and we see the grasses in green, white, and rust encroaching on the canvas, and we realize that Sargent has built the grasses out of single brush strokes, which of course is how he has had to build everything. He has put into Heleu’s hands the artist’s material elements: canvas, pigment, brushes. But the working tool, the brush strokes, are his own, and he shows us how they turn into grasses before our eyes. His brush strokes are the poet’s words, the number theorist’s numbers.

The Difference between Art and Science 

Title Page from Vesalius

Andreas Vesalius, and unknown woodcutter.
Title page from Vesalius De humani corporis fabrica libri septem (Seven books on the fabric of the human body). 1543. Woodcut and letterpress.

This is the title page from an anatomy book by the scientist and artist, Vesalius, showing an anatomy lesson where he is performing a dissection. Taking place in an amphitheater, it’s sort of a circus: a monkey is at the left hand margin; a dog in the lower right corner; a skeleton hangs above the cadaver; a naked man leans from an alcove, as though we were a statue come to life.

What is art, what is science? I used to be a scientist. Now I am a writer. This is an exhibition about the world of science, and the way that 16th century artists influenced that world. You would think that I would be able to think about this sanely, if not answer it. Perhaps we can reduce the question to something more manageable: if we look at any one of these prints, and read the wall notes, can we tell if it is art or science?

If we are among those who hold that there are some wonderfully simple rules for art—rules like harmony, balance, proportion, symmetry, movement—then we would call most of the pieces in this exhibit ‘art.’

If, like Edmund Burke, we feel that beauty depends on some specific physiological response (e.g., its pleasure depends upon something like a relaxing effect on the fibers of the body) we might call a smaller number of them beautiful.

But, if–as in Kant’s Critique of Judgment–we insist that the purely aesthetic response to an object of art is essentially without rules, and is focused on those aspects of the work that were conceived with no purpose, although deeply purposive, then our view of whether Science or Art is the primary terrain of these prints–star charts and beached whales, anatomy lessons and allegories–would lean further toward Science than toward Art.

Perhaps another way of looking at this would be to ask about the intention of the printmaker: Is the intention to inform and educate crowding out the intention to evoke emotions or aesthetic senses? Or does it go the other way?

Does any work showing a nude become a work of science if the musculature is shown with stunning accuracy?

Could one say that Art leaves out everything it can, while Science puts in everything it must? Not because it can all be parsed at once, but so it will be there when you need it; it is valuable to have as much information as possible in one place. Scientific prints can be amazingly dense and many of the ones in this show are mind-boggling.

Rembrandt's Anatomy Lesson of Dr. Tulp

Rembrandt . The Anatomy Lesson of Dr. Nicolaes Tulp. 1632. Oil on Canvas. Mauritshuis, The Hague. Photo: Wikimedia Commons.

Darting away from the Harvard Art Museums again for a moment, here is how Rembrandt looks at the anatomy lesson. He has left everything out except for the corpse, the doctor, and seven onlookers, one of whom seems to be gazing at us rather than the lesson. The effect is immense and immediate. Life, death, and learning. Is it the clearing away of excess information that intensifies our emotional and aesthetic response?

The...Lesson in the Country by Herman Braun-Vega

Herman Braun-Vega. The…Lesson in the Country. 1984. Acrylic on canvas.

In this homage to Rembrandt, the Peruvian painter Herman Braun-Vega keeps five of Rembrandt’s onlookers. He has replaced Dr. Tulp with an officer of an undefined Latin American country. Three local people pay no attention to what is going on with the army officer and the cadaver; a woman a few feet away acts as witness, but does not stop plucking her chicken. The picture is influenced by photographs that were taken of Che Guevara right after he was killed, though the corpse itself is taken from Rembrandt. There are only two more figures in Braun-Vega’s version, ten in all, but because of the social and political intentions of the artist, our response is no longer the breathtaking and sudden consciousness of mortality that we get from the Rembrandt painting, but flies out in many directions and contains strands of guilts and puzzlement as well as reactions to the vibrant palette. By adding the intentionality of sociopolitical consciousness, has the artist diluted our aesthetic response?

I see that my question has turned into: where does our intellectual response leave off and our aesthetic reaction begin? Or vice versa. It could be a case of “the farther off from England the nearer is to France,” and all these prints are inviting us to a Mock Turtle’s Quadrille of Art and Science.

Perhaps we could say that a great work of art interrogates us. The Title Page of Vesalius does not do this (for me), but Rembrandt’s Anatomy Lesson does. We might not have to change our life after seeing Dürer’s star charts, but we might after studying his Melencolia-1. When he is a scientist he informs us; when he is a psychologist he moves us; when he is a theologian–for I do think Renaissance artists often act as silent and vehement theologians–he can terrify us (*). And when he is an artist he asks us to explain who we are.

Prints and the Pursuit of Knowledge has the strange beauty and density of a scientific diagram or star chart. You can’t examine it deeply all at once. It is best to take a certain reading, see what questions arise, and then go off alone to your lair to think.

(*) For examples of this, see my book Hinges: Meditations on the Portals of the Imagination.

A slightly different version of this essay appeared on The Arts Fuse on September 18, 2011  

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