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SHAKSPER 2000: Is art eternal; Is art alive?
From: Hardy M. Cook (editor@ws.bowiestate.edu) Date: 06/26/00
The Shakespeare Conference: SHK 11.1290 Monday, 26 June 2000. From: Florence Amit <efamit@zahav.net.il> Date: Monday, 26 Jun 2000 14:54:12 +0000 Subject: Is art eternal; Is art alive? Instead of Re: Isabella's Chastity Is art eternal; Is art alive? Two questions that have cunningly been made into one, by a correspondent of the "Isabella's Chastity" thread. Both are so important in criticism that they deserve their own caption. Artistic harmony, implying beauty: is that the ingredient needed to achieve the eternal in art; can ugliness be eternal; cliche? Are there not entrepreneurs who succeed in pulling our leg, sociologically speaking, regarding artistic output? One goes to a museum and walks through literally miles of Egyptian, Hellenistic, pre-Colombian, Medieval, Hindu, Chinese sculptures; but only occasionally have artists reached beyond the conventional to reveal in their statues a vitality that for me is deeply moving. Egyptian art may be eternal but my personal feeling is that it is a Nefertiti that makes the whole mammoth impression worth while. I accept that I am a romantic in this and it is a fact that most ancient Egyptians did not care much about the individual, but rather that their desire for eternity be given a concrete form. In literature there are some great constructions that reflect cultural mores. A responsible artist will devote time and study to find historical precedents, and refer to them for resonance. He will make his sentences ring and his characters stay consistent. But again, if in his own self there is not the humanity and conviction; if his work is just for an establishment, his output is not vital, although it may belong to the eternalized art forms of his culture. That is where Shakespeare is so much more superior to Marlowe. Art, being so carefully constructed, in essence may be more manifest than living people. It is not a question of 'seem to be', since the criteria is not by medical examination or the possession of a vague potential. Nor is it in the 'eye of the beholder' who may be blind; but it is by the actual existence of the created reality. That reality may be of the imagination, but no more the construction, once it is made. Therefore it can contain all that is necessary to make evaluations about a character and situation. The incentive does not come from ourselves, as was claimed: but from the artifice itself. Just as one enters a room and finds many aspects of comfort or discomfort there, due to the work of the departed architect. All that is necessary in speech, movement; all that is harmonious and consequential, will be superior in art to no art, even though art cannot breath while no art can. A constructed character may be clearer about purpose or more significantly in quandary than a living person. It is able to verbalize better and at the most appropriate moment, and when it dies there is meaning in its death. Human life on the other hand is full of vagary. Given a multiplicity of defining clues, is it any wonder that the viewer can anticipate what is left unsaid? Therefore the critical examination of these constructions can be very rewarding. The artist's vision given a concrete form is provident and it is a privilege to partake of his understanding. However there is more than just the construction. There are the actors who are to bridge the two realities: the imagined with the mundane. But they are not always honest intermediaries. Often they will prefer to reduce the encounter - as if were just between the two operatives: the players with those who sit before them, hardly referring to the greater intelligence that is represented by the master plan. At the very most critical moment, when the playwrights' ghost would seem to sigh " At last!" - his edifice is put into the unsafe discretion of decorators, who will have succumbed to the inappropriate influences of the public. What may have the playwright arranged to deflect the distortions that surely he must have predicted? He may have had his plays printed, after his death, by his loyal comrades, so that readers and textual scholars will judge his meanings for themselves. He may address the audience before the action commences as he does in "Henry V" or after it as in "The Taming of the Shrew" or by the means of soliloquy as when Launcelet Gobo addresses the many off-stage "fiends", "saving your reverence" the individual who can discriminate. He may put all kinds of clues and directives within the texture of the play like the sure indications of Hamlet's "sweet religion". So that actors cannot sell us stories about his indolence. And he may do something that we may think belongs only to the 20th century's, "theater of the absurd": he may have the character contest his part. " The Merchant of Venice" surely ought to remind the viewer of the archetypal merchant in the Venetian "commedia dell'arte" satiric drama. Antonio ought to be as central as Volpone. But no, the masqueraded Shylock, belonging to a more sinister tradition, has been made central. Shakespeare realized that this might happen and that is why Antonio is so particularly sad at the play's opening. When Antonio can take over his satiric lead, the reason for the character's sadness will then become, rightly, its premonition of being made a dupe, in order to achieve the comic condition for wedlock, according to revered tradition. Florence Amit
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