{"id":143653,"date":"2020-03-18T12:41:10","date_gmt":"2020-03-18T16:41:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=143653"},"modified":"2020-03-18T14:09:51","modified_gmt":"2020-03-18T18:09:51","slug":"on-davenport-who-also-wrote-well-about-art","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2020\/03\/18\/on-davenport-who-also-wrote-well-about-art\/","title":{"rendered":"On Davenport (Who Also Wrote Well about Art)"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_143654\" style=\"width: 810px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/davenport.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-143654\" class=\"size-full wp-image-143654\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/davenport.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"800\" height=\"521\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/davenport.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/davenport-300x195.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/davenport-768x500.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-143654\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Guy Davenport (Photo by Thomas Victor)<\/p><\/div>\n<p>After leaving high school in tenth grade for Duke, studying at Oxford (where Tolkien\u2019s tutoring bored him to death), and finishing a Ph.D. at Harvard on the incarcerated Ezra Pound, Guy Davenport took a job in Kentucky in 1961, far away from much of the culture he would go on to write about. Years later, when asked why he chose Kentucky, Davenport famously said: The farthest away and the highest pay.<\/p>\n<p>From his remote seat in Lexington, Davenport produced some of the most astonishing prose ever written by an American: Hobbits, Picasso, the history of the Mediterranean, spy novels, John Ruskin\u2019s life, and Wittgenstein\u2019s last words all fall under his purview. As with so many of the greatest essayists (Montaigne their progenitor) the anecdotal, historical, factual, and mundane mix easily, lightly even, to reveal the depth of his insight.<\/p>\n<p>Davenport\u2019s best-known essay, \u201cThe Geography of the Imagination,\u201d introduces us to such a rich and diverse imagination that we are forced to expand the limits of our maps. New countries emerge, spanning centuries and disparate continents. As he puts it at the very beginning of the essay:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>The difference between the Parthenon and the World Trade Center, between a French wine glass and a German beer mug, between Bach and John Philip Sousa, between Sophocles and Shakespeare, between a bicycle and a horse, though explicable by historical moment, necessity, and destiny, is before all a difference of imagination.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Thinking through culture was Davenport\u2019s gift, and he pursued it like a poet, setting things in proximity to each other so that they draw out unseen implications, writing obliquely so that readers can furnish fresh connections through which to imagine themselves. Davenport knew that an essay at its best, like a soliloquy in Shakespeare, is an attempt to understand the self; what he offered his readers was a blueprint for that self-examination.<\/p>\n<p>In his essay on Montaigne, Davenport writes, \u201cIt has been said of Montaigne, and can be said of Plutarch, that in reading him we read ourselves.\u201d Essays, at their origin, are personal; character, it turns out, is not an impediment but the key to understanding someone\u2019s thought. Everyone Davenport read became a friend to him, an intimate. He got to know them all by listening closely, sounding them out, \u201cthinking aloud.\u201d We feel we <em>know <\/em>his subjects through reading Davenport, and we do.<\/p>\n<p>Of Ruskin, he says:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>His energy was boundless. He never passed up a game of chess (and kept games going by mail). He loved the theater (the more vulgar the play, the better), the Christie minstrels, military bands, dancing (he could do a memorable highland fling).<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>And a bit earlier in the same essay (\u201cRuskin\u201d), this utterly original line: \u201cHe learned everything except the facts of life.\u201d Who can write like this?<\/p>\n<p>In <em>The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge<\/em>, Rainer Maria Rilke writes that poetry is only possible once memories \u201chave changed into our very blood, into glance and gesture, and are nameless, no longer to be distinguished from ourselves.\u201d You could say the same about Davenport. Literature, philosophy, the lives of thinkers, and the rhythm of prose became blood and bone in him so that when he wrote, his thoughts were organic, shaped to his subjects. His writing feels like portraiture\u2014the kind that exposes as much about the person behind the camera as the person in front of it. Among the neglected writings of Davenport (and hardly any are widely read today) his essays on visual art are the most neglected of all. But he was drawing seriously long before he turned to writing, and portraiture of all kinds was his natural form. Davenport was an artist disguised as an academic living in Kentucky.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">*<\/p>\n<p>Art history is a discipline that privileges its practitioners, and Davenport was decidedly not an art historian in the traditional sense. Of Picasso, he says: \u201cHe stepped over the moment of C\u00e9zanne, Manet, Courbet like a giant negligently striding over a garden whose order and brilliance were none of his concern. All of his tenderness is like a Minotaur gazing at a cow.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>This is Picasso refracted through Davenport\u2019s inner geography, not an art historical attempt at a lasting or objective snapshot. What we find in Davenport are the artists themselves, alive, full of vigor and idiosyncrasy, loosed from the periods that we retroactively and often lazily group them under, and so able to free themselves from those extrinsic constraints.<\/p>\n<p>Davenport introduces us to Henri Rousseau like this: \u201cUntil we are willing to enter Rousseau\u2019s world we are going to misread all his paintings. We must learn the tone of his sentimentality, his sense of humor, his idea of art.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Davenport looked at art like a painter, and wrote like one. He tells us that Rousseau and Flaubert saw the Canal Saint-Martin in Paris \u201cwith the same eyes,\u201d around the same time, and makes us feel the significance of that fact. Through Davenport, we can consider how the stuffed parrot, Loulou, at the end of Flaubert\u2019s <em>A Simple Heart<\/em> might remind us of one of Rousseau\u2019s primitive beasts. It\u2019s a history found in the collision of facts separated by time or space, one that looks for meaning in the connective tissue: the possibility of mutual influence, independent of its reality.<\/p>\n<p>Davenport was fascinated by the \u201cprimitive\u201d in art. He insisted that the artists we once called primitive are \u201ctrue poets\u201d because they \u201cknow no ordinariness.\u201d \u201cBalthus, I suspect, has been excluded from the clan [of modernism] for reasons of awesome primitiveness,\u201d he writes. Davenport has been excluded from the canon of art history and of contemporary criticism for the same reasons. In this sense, Davenport is himself a primitive thinker. He trusts the wildness of the world and all its contingencies, and the powers of the imagination and intuition, to lead him somewhere worth going. What he does with knowledge and information is what any great artist does with his or her medium: communicate a feeling first and then a whole world of thoughts, a nexus of possible realities embedded in our own. His authority is an artist\u2019s authority or a child\u2019s, grounded in the conviction of the imagination to furnish a world. There is magic in this kind of meaning making, the kind that treats everything as significant and so elevates it.<\/p>\n<p>That may be why he liked Balthus so much:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>What caught Balthus\u2019s imagination in [<em>Wuthering Heights<\/em>, which he illustrated] was the manner in which children create a subsidiary world, an emotional island which they have the talent to <em>robinsoner<\/em>, to fill all the contours of. This subworld has its own time, its own weather, its own customs and morals.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>What fascinated Balthus about the inner lives of children fascinated Davenport about Balthus. The private worlds rise up out of nowhere, and we often enter them without the help of a guide. Davenport concerns himself with the imagination because the imagination doesn\u2019t impose itself, doesn\u2019t create rules or categories, but intermingles with the world and, in the end, brings it to blossom.<\/p>\n<p>In <a href=\"https:\/\/davidzwirnerbooks.com\/product\/a-balthus-notebook\"><em>A Balthus Notebook<\/em><\/a> (1989), a set of meditations on Balthus written over several years, Davenport introduces us to more than 150 different people\u2014from Anacreon to Wyndham Lewis, Ivan Puni to Eudora Welty\u2014a whole village in a few thousand words. Roughly thirty artworks and nearly as many pieces of writing also make the cut, along with twenty Greek and Roman gods. For Balthus, Davenport produces a pantheon, and this is where the artist diverges from the historian. The empirical history of art is less important than a picture of culture; Balthus sits within a world peopled mostly by those he never met.<\/p>\n<p>Addressing the debates that swirled around Balthus\u2019s paintings of children, particularly young girls\u2014debates that have only intensified since\u2014Davenport says: \u201cThe puritanical objections leveled at Balthus are fueled by prurience equating candor with misplaced desire.\u201d The prurience, he suggests, may be our own: we impute to Balthus something that the paintings reveal about ourselves. Regardless of whether or not we agree, Davenport reminds us to check our gut response. These paintings may be more truthful than they are perverse, revealing the confusion of adolescence in all its awkward ambiguousness\u2014and we are unable to look at them without feeling complicit in secrets we no longer want to know. \u201cArt,\u201d Davenport famously said \u201cis the attention we pay to the wholeness of the world.\u201d And elsewhere: \u201cTrue imagination makes up nothing; it is a way of seeing the world.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>We won\u2019t understand Balthus until we take in the wholeness of his world. Davenport conjures an inner life for him through characters and stories and anecdotes, creating not a biography but coordinates of experience and knowledge. The portrait he paints is mysterious and moving, aware of Balthus\u2019s danger zones as well as his gifts. But more than that, Davenport gives us countless ways to see the artist, countless views of his work and the culture connected to it, without preference for any one.<\/p>\n<p>Judgments are often simplifications of a strange world, filled with strangers we rarely try to know. To pass judgment might feel powerful because, for a moment, we bend the universe to our way of seeing, or to the ways we have been trained to see. But briefly brushing against fullness\u2014that\u2019s what wisdom feels like.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Lucas Zwirner is a writer, translator, and publisher.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Among the neglected writings of Davenport (and hardly any are widely read today) his essays on visual art are the most neglected of all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1857,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[419],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-143653","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-arts-culture"],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO Premium plugin v25.4 (Yoast SEO v25.4) - https:\/\/yoast.com\/wordpress\/plugins\/seo\/ -->\n<title>On Davenport (Who Also Wrote Well about Art) by Lucas Zwirner<\/title>\n<meta name=\"description\" content=\"March 18, 2020 \u2013 Among the neglected writings of Davenport (and hardly any are widely read today) his essays on visual art are the most neglected of all.\" \/>\n<meta name=\"robots\" content=\"index, follow, max-snippet:-1, max-image-preview:large, max-video-preview:-1\" \/>\n<link rel=\"canonical\" href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2020\/03\/18\/on-davenport-who-also-wrote-well-about-art\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:locale\" content=\"en_US\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:type\" content=\"article\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:title\" content=\"On Davenport (Who Also Wrote Well about Art) by Lucas Zwirner\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:description\" content=\"March 18, 2020 \u2013 Among the neglected writings of Davenport (and hardly any are widely read today) his essays on visual art are the most neglected of all.\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:url\" content=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2020\/03\/18\/on-davenport-who-also-wrote-well-about-art\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:site_name\" content=\"The Paris Review\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:publisher\" content=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/parisreview\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:published_time\" content=\"2020-03-18T16:41:10+00:00\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:modified_time\" content=\"2020-03-18T18:09:51+00:00\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:image\" content=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/davenport.jpg\" \/>\n\t<meta property=\"og:image:width\" content=\"800\" \/>\n\t<meta property=\"og:image:height\" content=\"521\" \/>\n\t<meta property=\"og:image:type\" content=\"image\/jpeg\" \/>\n<meta name=\"author\" content=\"Lucas Zwirner\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:card\" content=\"summary_large_image\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:creator\" content=\"@parisreview\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:site\" content=\"@parisreview\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:label1\" content=\"Written by\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:data1\" content=\"Lucas Zwirner\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:label2\" content=\"Est. reading time\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:data2\" content=\"8 minutes\" \/>\n<script type=\"application\/ld+json\" class=\"yoast-schema-graph\">{\"@context\":\"https:\/\/schema.org\",\"@graph\":[{\"@type\":\"Article\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2020\/03\/18\/on-davenport-who-also-wrote-well-about-art\/#article\",\"isPartOf\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2020\/03\/18\/on-davenport-who-also-wrote-well-about-art\/\"},\"author\":{\"name\":\"Lucas Zwirner\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/#\/schema\/person\/25262c8073619fa8c8fac8951baaf8a1\"},\"headline\":\"On Davenport (Who Also Wrote Well about Art)\",\"datePublished\":\"2020-03-18T16:41:10+00:00\",\"dateModified\":\"2020-03-18T18:09:51+00:00\",\"mainEntityOfPage\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2020\/03\/18\/on-davenport-who-also-wrote-well-about-art\/\"},\"wordCount\":1602,\"publisher\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/#organization\"},\"image\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2020\/03\/18\/on-davenport-who-also-wrote-well-about-art\/#primaryimage\"},\"thumbnailUrl\":\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/davenport.jpg\",\"articleSection\":[\"Arts &amp; 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