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On two forgotten portraitists and how to actually alter the art historical canon.<\/em><\/p>\n

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Sofonisba Anguissola, Self-Portrait at the Easel<\/em>, ca. 1556\u221257<\/p><\/div>\n

Ernst Gombrich, likely the most influential art historian of the twentieth century, is ripe for revisiting. His outlook on what constituted important art was white, elite, male, and Eurocentric. In his seminal The Story of Art <\/em>(1950), which set out to track the entirety of art history, from ancient times to modernity, he included not a single female artist. In one of his final interviews, before he died in 2001, he defended his assessments, implying that, for better or for worse, white, European men with means, from Watteau to Picasso, had been the artistic geniuses throughout history. \u201cNot everyone can do what a genius can,\u201d Gombrich told<\/a> the Independent,<\/em> \u201cand not everyone can produce a masterpiece even after long training.\u201d<\/p>\n

In a perverse way, Gombrich was right, because the problem has always been in the way we define genius. The Artistic Genius is certain of his talents; he is certain of his project. These men were emotionally brutal, sure in their vision, often blustering and quick to anger. When Gauguin abandons his family for Tahiti, he does so with confidence that his wife and children will understand that their lives are of minimal importance compared with the vast number of lives he and his art will touch.<\/p>\n

Because the understanding of artistic genius has been so closely linked to privileges and traits associated with masculinity, women have forever been locked out of the conversation. \u201cWhy have there been no great women artists?\u201d asked Linda Nochlin in her 1971 essay<\/a>. \u201cBut like so many other so-called questions involved in the feminist \u2018controversy,\u2019 it falsifies the nature of the issue at the same time that it insidiously supplies its own answer: \u2018There have been no great women artists because women are incapable of greatness.\u2019\u2009\u201d The very notion of genius is gendered, and thus defining it becomes a tautology: The Artistic Genius is male because men are most fit to be Artistic Geniuses. The goalposts of greatness are hyper-specific, socially manipulated, and ultimately less interested in the aesthetics of the work produced. And they are seldom scrutinized.<\/p>\n

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Sofonisba Anguissola, Lady in a Fur Wrap<\/em>, ca. 1577-79<\/p><\/div>\n

The first time I saw art by Sofonisba Anguissola, King Philip II of Spain\u2019s court painter, and Lavinia Fontana, arguably the first-ever professional female painter in the West, a number of their works were not attributed to them. Anguissola\u2019s painting Juana of Austria and a Young Girl<\/em> (1561\u201362) was long attributed to Titian (it still hangs<\/a> in the Titian Room at the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, according to the museum\u2019s materials). Up until just a few years ago, her Lady in a Fur Wrap<\/em> was\u2014and in many circles still is\u2014attributed to El Greco (art historian Maria Kusche continues to contest<\/a> the question). Fontana had a number of works<\/a> attributed<\/a> to Carracci. Detective efforts by Nochlin, Kusche, Ann Sutherland Harris, and a few other art historians have since mostly straightened the record. Now, Anguissola and Fontana are at the center of an exhibition called \u201cA Tale of Two Women Painters<\/a>\u201d at the Prado in Madrid. But these misattributions show the degree to which the legitimacy of an artwork is bound to both a cult of personality and to a specific understanding of gendered greatness. Fontana, for one, had \u201crisen above the usual course of those of her sex, for whom wool and linen are the sole materials appropriate for their fingers and hands,\u201d said<\/a> the priest and historian Andr\u00e9s Xim\u00e9nez in 1764. But she had not risen so high as to achieve greatness\u2014only female greatness, which was an altogether different qualification.<\/p>\n

Yet their artworks, when misattributed to men, suddenly became genius, canonical. Such a mix-up speaks to the common desire to view the qualities of an artwork through the lens of the qualities of the artist. In a recent study<\/a>, a group of people were shown a series of computer-generated paintings and told that the works were made either by a man or by a woman. The participants\u2014but especially men from higher socioeconomic backgrounds, who, not so incidentally, are also the most frequent buyers of expensive art and therefore help set the prices and perceived value of those works\u2014rated the randomly generated art said to be created by male artists as more \u201ccompelling\u201d and \u201cvaluable\u201d than the art said to be created by female artists. \u201cParticipants are unable to guess the gender of an artist simply by looking at a painting,\u201d conclude the study\u2019s authors. \u201cWomen\u2019s art appears to sell for less because it is made by women.\u201d<\/p>\n

But when it comes to defining artistic greatness, the underlying issue is that the history of art has long been centered on the mythos of the artist rather than on the artworks themselves, a fact that almost always works against women. When we begin to question the personal qualities of artists like Picasso<\/a> or Chuck Close<\/a>, it feels as though we\u2019re questioning our notions of art itself, rather than those specific artists, so bound together are the artwork and the cult of the artist.<\/p>\n

Nochlin saw this obsession with the artist for what it was. It is \u201ca naive idea that art is the direct, personal expression of individual emotional experience, a translation of personal life into visual terms,\u201d she wrote. \u201cArt is almost never that, great art never is \u2026 The language of art is, more materially, embodied in paint and line on canvas or paper, in stone or clay or plastic or metal\u2014it is neither a sob story nor a confidential whisper.\u201d<\/p>\n

To overcome the bias toward white male artists requires seismic social shifts, but it also requires a reangling of how we view art history\u2014as a history of the art, rather than of the artists.<\/p>\n

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Lavinia Fontana, Portrait of a Noblewoman<\/em>, ca. 1580<\/p><\/div>\n

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Portraiture presents itself as an extreme example of the centrality of the artist. Although there is subjectivity in all art, portraiture, especially self-portraiture or portraiture of one\u2019s family, is the clearest. Any divergence from reality in the artist\u2019s depiction tends to hold significance. Writes Oscar Wilde: \u201cThe sitter is merely the accident, the occasion. It is not he who is revealed by the painter; it is rather the painter who, on the colored canvas, reveals himself.\u201d If most painting is akin to fiction, portraiture is something approaching autofiction, nearly memoir.<\/p>\n

For female portraitists, gendered social expectations often come explicitly to bear on what the art \u201ccan\u201d and \u201ccannot\u201d be. The photographer Sally Mann, for instance, was heavily criticized after publishing Immediate Family<\/em> in 1992, a series for which she took pictures of her young children, Jessie, Virginia, and Emmett, in the nude or in otherwise vulnerable positions on their family farm in Lexington, Virginia. When an essay<\/a> in The New York Times Magazine <\/em>titled \u201cThe Disturbing Photography of Sally Mann\u201d ran later that year, the controversy exploded, and Mann was accused of creating child pornography and promoting incest. The response was largely stoked by the expectations of her as a woman and a mother: that she exist not to document or to invent but instead to protect.<\/p>\n

Defending herself from these accusations, Mann tried to disassociate her personal self from herself as a creator of artworks, writing<\/a>, \u201cThe fact is that these are not my children; they are figures on a silvery paper slivered out of time. These are not my children at all; these are children in a photograph.\u201d She added that Wilde \u201cinsisted that it is senseless to speak of morality when discussing art, asserting that the hypocritical, prudish and philistine English public, when unable to find the art in a work of art, instead looked for the man in it. But as much as I argued this point, other voices still insisted that the rules were different for a mother.\u201d In her memoir, Hold Still <\/em>(2015), <\/em>Mann cited Gauguin, (the anti-Semite) Ezra Pound, and (the misogynist) Hemingway: these men were permitted to make great art, she argued; why must her role as a mother come so intensely to bear on her work? Indeed, why must her personhood and identity have any relevance to her artwork at all?<\/p>\n

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Lavinia Fontana, Mars and Venus<\/em>, ca. 1600\u20131610<\/p><\/div>\n

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Fontana, who came of age in the middle of the sixteenth century, did not initially stand out as a boundary-pushing woman. She met the gendered expectations of her time as a painter in that she was skilled at depicting jewelry and the intricacies of lace. But the reason she most deserves to be remembered was her masterful portraiture, particularly her female nudes. Women were generally forbidden from painting nudes, but Fontana circumvented these rules by painting works like Mars and Venus<\/em>, in which a god feels up the exposed rear of a goddess, by making it a mythological scene\u2014for which female-painted nudity was more permissible\u2014rather than a historical or biblical one. After she had proved herself within thematically masculine grounds, Fontana\u2019s artistic commissions took off. She created over twenty altar paintings throughout her life, another genre that, given its religious importance, was also generally off limits to women. Though there were successful women painters like Plautilla Nelli slightly before Fontana\u2019s time, Fontana was the first Western professional female portraitist working in mainstream society, as opposed to in a convent or other religious context. She also proved to be an outlier in her educational and domestic life, getting a doctorate from the University of Bologna and financially supporting her family while her husband mostly raised their children.<\/p>\n

It is tempting, however, to fall into the trap of praising Fontana for forging a path outside of society\u2019s expectations. In the context of the sixteenth century, her life was exceptional and noteworthy, yes. But the reason she should be considered important, from the perspective of a new kind of art history, is not for who she was but because of what she accomplished on the canvas.<\/p>\n

Anguissola, on the other hand, was an Italian noblewoman and never made money off her art\u2014work for pay was considered unbecoming for a woman of her social stature. She had perhaps the most rigorous artistic training of any woman of the sixteenth century: she apprenticed with two painters and, by her twenties, had drawn the attention of Giorgio Vasari and Michelangelo. She became Philip II\u2019s de facto court portraitist, although the king, not wanting his judgment to be questioned, appointed her officially not as his painter but as lady-in-waiting to his third wife, Elisabeth of Valois. Like Fontana, because of her gender Anguissola had to clear an incredibly high bar in order to become successful as an artist\u2014to become the king\u2019s portraitist. Her contemporaries described her as virtuous, an exceptional conversationalist, musician, and dancer; and she was beloved by both the Spanish and Italian nobilities. When Anguissola was ninety-two, a young Anthony van Dyck spoke with her at length while painting her portrait, later claiming that she was the most brilliant artist he had ever met.<\/p>\n

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Sofonisba Anguissola, Portrait of the Artist\u2019s Sisters Playing Chess<\/em>, 1555<\/p><\/div>\n

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But again, it is what Anguissola painted that most deserves our attention: in Portrait of the Artist\u2019s Sisters Playing Chess<\/em>, she depicts three young girls as they play chess together. Lucia Anguissola looks out at the viewer, having just defeated Minerva, while the youngest sister, Europa, smiles. Anguissola details the girls\u2019 aristocratic clothes\u2014their ruffled lace collars, the braids around their heads\u2014as well as the way they lean over the table and the chessboard. Had Anguissola\u2019s art been placed within the art historical canon, this painting would likely be seen as a lead-in to much of Caravaggio\u2019s work\u2014the girls\u2019 limbs and the table\u2019s corners pushing out of the frame, nearly infringing on the audience\u2019s space. The painting is foremost about the intellectual potential of these girls.<\/p>\n

Through the lens of contemporary criticism, what seems most salient about Fontana and Anguissola is that they broke through the sexist mores of their time to become two of the most significant portraitists in history. But even more impressive\u2014and this is an argument against both modern ways of doing criticism and of doing art history\u2014is the way in which they fit neatly into the art historical canon as vital precursors of the likes of Caravaggio, Jacob van Loo, even Rembrandt (in the way that Fontana lights and frames a hand on a rear, in the way that Anguissola collapses psychological space and time at the chessboard).<\/p>\n

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Lavinia Fontana, Self-Portrait at the Spinet<\/em>, 1577<\/p>\n

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Women or not, their omission from art history is glaring. And yet it is not enough to simply plug them into the canon and carry on. The history of art is generally presented as a straight line (Giotto leads to Matisse leads to Rothko). In order to maintain the line, underlying assumptions of what is worthy of the canon must also therefore be maintained. To engage in any kind of historical revisionism\u2014to highlight new, non-Gombrich-approved artists, for instance\u2014is to briefly interrupt the flow, but the line eventually reverts to its original formulation because the popular understanding of what constitutes greatness hasn\u2019t changed.<\/p>\n

Even respectable attempts to include more women in galleries and museums make little lasting difference when the notion of genius itself is not also changed. Although there has been a sharp increase in museum and gallery exhibitions highlighting women\u2014in Los Angeles in 2018, for instance, there were more solo exhibitions<\/a> for female artists than male\u2014the market remains skewed toward men. In 2018, male artists created 95 percent<\/a> of the total value of art sold at major auction houses across the world. And from 2008 to 2018, only 11 percent<\/a> of the artworks actually bought by major American museums were by women. The art world can posture but, where it counts, less is changing than it might seem, because the underlying idea of the Artistic Genius maintains its hold.<\/p>\n

In our dilapidating world, there are few comforting narratives, and it\u2019s pleasant to think that there are near-deities of creative wisdom, a select few of these Artistic Geniuses who have access to the highest realms of art, a kind of superior humanity\u2014souls in secular times. That this myth has been placed onto the most cantankerous, people-hating men makes sense: they flout the rules, they place themselves above everyone else. We let them stay there\u2014we let the myth of the Artistic Genius prevail\u2014because their place in the collective imagination provides hope for the rest of us that at least someone has answers, at least someone is living a more rarefied human experience.<\/p>\n

But so long as we continue to play along with this myth, the course of art history won\u2019t be shifted; revisions we make won\u2019t stick. Even Gombrich might have been onto this in his own way. \u201cThe question of whether Michelangelo was a man or a woman really doesn\u2019t interest me,\u201d Gombrheich said<\/a> in 1991. \u201cHistorians have to take things as they are and as they were.\u201d Historical emphasis must be returned to the art rather than the artist. The gods of art are blind to the hands through which they move, and a pair of portraitists need not have been blustering or brutal or male in order to have created work that shifted the course of history.<\/p>\n

Cody Delistraty is a writer and critic in Paris and New York.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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