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14/10/2022

Hypnerotomachia Poliphili by Francesco Colonna

 

With its otherworldly woodcuts and ornate descriptions of imagined architecture, Hypnerotomachia Poliphili brims with an obsessive and erotic fixation on form. Demetra Vogiatzaki accompanies the hero as he wanders the pages of this quattrocento marvel, at once a story of lost love and a fever dream of antiquity.
 


                     After falling asleep on the couch, Poliphilo finds himself on a broad and wild plain. Seeking shelter, he                                       grows drowsy once again, and enters a dream within the dream



 
Poliphilo’s eyelids finally close as the sun rises. His memory is tormented by Polia, whom he first glimpsed through a window in Treviso. Her chastity is non-negotiable: in a time of plague, she has sought spiritual purity. Yet Polia’s resistance only makes her suitor more desperate. On May Day, 1467, exhausted and heartbroken, Poliphilo finally gives in to a dream — the only space of requite. With its conjured worlds and strange architectural landscapes, few visions in Western literature have been scrutinized more than the vision Poliphilo had on that morning.
 
We know about this dream thanks to a manuscript that landed in the hands of Leonardo Crasso, a jurist of Verona who saw it fit to make the story public. Hypnerotomachia Poliphili — or, as the book came to be known in English, “Poliphilo’s Strife of Love in a Dream” — was eventually published by the renowned Venetian press of Aldus Manutius in 1499. It was the first fully illustrated book produced by Aldus, a printer whose reputation stemmed from his vast humanist erudition and devotion to classical literature. Structured as a “dream within a dream”, the narrative weaves together mythological, biblical, and occult references to construct a universe filled with ruinous landscapes and orgiastic celebrations. No cost was spared by Crasso; Poliphilo’s dream is visualized across 234 folio-sized pages, which feature nearly two hundred woodcut illustrations of unparalleled mastery for their era. In Redmond Burke’s words, the editio princeps was “the most beautiful incunabulum ever printed”. Yet Hypnerotomachia did not fit comfortably on Aldus’ august shelves. Its licentious content quickly turned into a matter of controversy, stirring speculation on the conditions and purpose of the incunabulum’s production.



           
On the right, The Worship of Priapus, featuring nineteen women and five men. In the foreground, priestesses sacrifice                    an ass beneath the phallic god’s herma —





 
            A fountain of the “little Priapus”, featuring a weight-sensitive step that, when depressed, “raises the child’s instrument”,             spraying Poliphilo’s face with cold water




For all that we know, the original “dreamer” remains unidentified. Written in an idiosyncratic hybrid language fusing Italian, Latin, and Greek, and replete with inauthentic Egyptian hieroglyphs and an abundance of architectural and botanical jargon, the rambling text of Hypnerotomachia does little to dispel the mystery of its authorship, even though it does mirror with remarkable accuracy the composite, winding nature of its contents. An acrostic formed by the first letter of each chapter, reading “Poliam Frater Franciscus Columna Peramavit" (Brother Francesco Colonna greatly loved Polia) led scholars to identify a Dominican monk from Treviso as the author of the book. Nevertheless, the polymathy of Poliphilo — along with the cryptic and playful nature of the work as a whole — has raised doubts regarding the plausibility of this hypothesis, with some critics suggesting that “Colonna” could be a pseudonym.
 
Hypnerotomachia has been described as a “tableau of rich inventions”, “a romantic version of an encyclopedia”, and a “treasure house of aesthetic descriptions”. The name “Poliphilo” translates both as “lover of Polia” and as “lover of many”. And it is indeed an erotic curiosity that spills over from his pursuit of Polia, sublimated into an almost amatory infatuation with many forms of architecture. The dream follows Poliphilo’s meandering footsteps as he wrestles with mythical creatures and his own impulses in a series of fantastical worlds. His eyes alight on imagined monuments, statues, and follies. Myriad species of plants, growing silently in these chasmous structures, dissolve into blossoming orchards and forests populated by dragons, nymphs, and carnivorous wolves. From magic lamps to ornate corals, everything is meticulously recounted by Poliphilo, as his insatiable curiosity becomes the primary force that propels him into action, fixing together the disjointed scenes of his journey.



                       
A terrified Poliphilus fleeing from the dragon

 

                   
A colossal bronze horse upon a pedestal, featuring sculpted genii unable to grip the steed due to its “great speed                          and   hard jolting”





Designed to draw its reader into the seductive delirium of Poliphilo’s odyssey, Hypnerotomachia is perhaps the first secular iteration of an immersive virtual world to be granted a comprehensive and consistent architectural presentation. Throughout the book, the figurative rhetoric of chivalric love is brought into a playful union with the visual conventions of fifteenth-century architectural treatises. Important here is not only the attention given by the author to the architectural staging of a literary dream, but the way in which the dream, in turn, seems to infiltrate and overtake the design of this outlandish scenery.
 
The bewildering shapes of the various structures encountered by Poliphilo along his journey — colossal statues, pyramidal temples, and elaborate fountains, among other edifices — depart radically from the principles of composition found in canonical historiography, calling to mind a number of mythical antiquities that haunted the dreams of architects at the time. For the historian Liane Lefaivre, this association between composite architecture and the recombinant imagination is best illustrated by the Temple of the Sun, a jumble of unrelated parts that are stacked to create a monument of unthinkable dimensions.



                                
The Temple of the Sun, constructed of white Parian marble, with 1410 steps and a                                                                         cornucopia-clutching winged figure


                                
 
   “Considered vertically, the building is an unlikely compilation of elements. On top of the temple is a plinth, and on top of the plinth is a pyramid, and on top of the pyramid is a monolithic stone cube and on top of the monolithic stone cube is an obelisk and on top of the obelisk is a bronze statue of a nymph holding an inverted cornucopia. Poised on one leg with the other elevated in arabesque, she pirouettes on a pivot with every shift of the wind, emitting a deafening shriek with every turn. “”
 
Hypnerotomachia abounds with similar piles ranging in size from massive to miniscule. See, for example, how the principle of the obsessive piling in the “Temple of the Sun” is repeated in the idiosyncratic formulation of the “admirable Coral Bush” and the “Perpetual Fountain”; two among the countless “miraculous” objects encountered and assiduously described by Poliphilo in his narrative. Organic and inorganic elements are here arranged vertically without any discrimination in terms of their materials, shape, or strength, producing ornamental ensembles of obscure aspiration. It is interesting to note, however, that in the Aldine edition of Hypnerotomachia, woodcuts flatten the voluminous splendor of these objects into linear compositions. The result conveys a paradoxical feeling of surface and depth that not only matches the symbolic nature of dreaming, but also the various undecipherable inscriptions and pseudo-hieroglyphs that the protagonist discovers along his journey.




                     
Left: an ornate vessel decorated with “marvelous artificial foliage, such as is not made in our times” and surmounted by a cubit-high coral tree, which is nested in a hillock “studded with incomparable gems”. Right: a perpetual fountain with harpies, scintillating emerald leaves, and a golden pomegranate tree with coral flowers containing “calyxes full of golden bees”

 


                An ivory sarcophagus, containing two perfectly preserved corpses, decorated with so-called Egyptian hieroglyphs. Poliphilo interprets the sequence of emblems as follows: “To the blessed shades. Death spurns all life’s contrary and rapid things. It gives, it takes, it consumes, it dissolves. Here it has sweetly united two dead ones who loved mutually, strictly, and ardently.” 




The origins and meaning of these runes have been traced in the contours of ancient and modern dream theories, from Artemidorus’ Oneirocritica all the way to the Freudian Dream-work, where repressed drives are organized by the unconscious into condensed, encrypted representations able to evade the censorship of waking reason. Extending this premise, critics see the monuments encountered by Poliphilo as the agonizing embodiments of his elusive beloved — or, architectural ideal. Yet it is perilous to assume a direct affinity between form and cognition. In the case of Hypnerotomachia, this would reduce architecture and dreams to their faint, distorted replicas: the dream, in the words of Michel Foucault, to “a mere rhapsody of images”, and architecture to a decontextualized play of forms.






                     
Poliphilo surrounded by remains of classical antiquity. A ferocious wolf eyes him with its jaws agape

 
 Hypneromachia’s illustrations of architectural and ornamental objects appeared during the period when printing presses were replacing the handcraft aesthetic of illuminated manuscripts. An unprecedented exactitude of images, achieved by innovations in printing techniques during the second half of the fifteenth century, brought forth a new visual culture in which knowledge could be recorded and transmitted in a format that remained identical from copy to copy.10 Through the skillful orchestration of type, text, and image, Poliphilo’s dreamworld expands and contracts continuously, pulsating between the fragile solidity of architectural stereography and the planar mechanics of the printing press.
 
Although in most cases the woodcut technology’s abstraction is able to delineate the features of these admirable structures, in other cases, such as that of the Temple of Venus Physizoa, the descriptive texture in Poliphilo’s ekphrastic frenzy far exceeds the representational refinement of wooden block reliefs:
 
“The huge dome displayed the greatest evidence of workmanship more nearly divine than human; but if it were human, it aroused astonishment that human ingenuity should make such an ambitious attempt in the founder's craft: for I judged that its great vastness had been made in a single solid fusion and casting of metal. I was astonished and overwhelmed by what I deemed to be impossible. Be that as it may, this bronze work consisted wholly of a vine sprouting from beautiful vases of the same material that were ranged perpendicularly above the columns. Thence they spread out branches, sprouts or shoots, and tendrils of dizzying intricacy, perfectly fitting the convex curve of the dome and all of the appropriate thickness. There were leaves, bunches of grapes, infants climbing and plucking them, flying birds, lizards and snakes, all modelled exactly from nature; and in between it was all transparent.””
 
Poliphilo’s description unfolds through a marvelous enhancement of his perceptual abilities. As his (inner and outer) vision sharpens, the interior of the temple dissolves into an infinite array of details, organized in continuously magnified pictorial scenes. Despite its virtuosity — and impressive awareness of contemporary artistic conventions — the orthogonal section of the Temple of Venus fails to convey the edifice’s complexity. A complexity that seems to transcend not only the limits of representation, but also those of human comprehension.




                          
Section and ground-plan of the Temple of Venus Physizoa, whose spire is capped by a bronze crescent                                         moon and an eagle with its wings akimbo



 
In the centuries that followed its enigmatic appearance, Hypnerotomachia came to represent a type of architectural and artistic invention that derives its sensuous, eccentric qualities from the cryptic world of dreams, rather than from the orderly forms usually associated with Renaissance aesthetics. Yet, besides its multiple references to and deviations from architectural rules, the world in which Hypnerotomachia unfolds presents astounding continuities with the broader religious, civic, and cultural context of Venice at the time. The ruination of the world in which Poliphilo wanders coexists with the marvelous monuments he encounters in a way that is reminiscent of the double function of Christian icons in this period. For Hans Belting, the icon’s intentional fragmentation of pictorial space pointed to a transcendental world that remained intact. Accordingly, the kind of memory that these artworks heralded had “both a retrospective and, curious as it sounds, a prospective character”. The icon was not only a trace of something from the past but also something that was promised in the future. A similar dynamic is at play in Hypnerotomachia, against the backdrop of the Venetian art scene and the work of Vittore Carpaccio in particular.
 
Investigating the various strategies mobilized by fifteenth-century Venetian artists to represent the past, Patricia Fortini Brown observes the imaginative re-creation of a sensuous Arcadian antiquity in works like Hypnerotomachia. This was not merely an echo of the paradisiacal travel reports from the Aegean islands to which Venice had privileged maritime access. It also reflected a peculiar quality shared by architectural and religious drawings at the time, namely the simultaneous invocation of multiple temporalities.



                                   
Vittore Carpaccio, Dead Christ, ca. 1520



                        
Detail from Vittore Carpaccio, Dead Christ, ca. 1520


 
In Carpaccio’s Dead Christ (ca. 1520), for example, a landscape reminiscent of Hypnerotomachia unfolds around the body of the slain savior. Almost Byzantine in its execution, the scenery is rocky and desolate, with opened graves, skulls, broken tombstones, columns and slabs: fragments of what would have been seen as pagan ruins. In the background of the image, however, appear two figures in Quattrocento attire and pastoral attitude, happily playing musical instruments. Like Poliphilo and Polia, these figures function as “time travelers”, contemporizing antiquity for the beholder, while intruding into a past that will be forever unattainable. In the pages of the Renaissance architectural treatise, the “downward movement of imitation”, bringing the present back into the past, and the “upward motion of invention”, in which the past serves as a model for the future, are also merged in a similar “chiasm”, argues Anne-Marie Sankovitch. The latter creates uncanny structures built on the logic of dreams — like images drawn from one's memories to project a yet-to-be-realized reality.
 
 

                    
Poliphilo looking through a bower at Polia, who approaches from a distance. “She had such a presence and charming elegance that perhaps even amorous Idalia did not appear thus to warlike Mars, nor the handsome shepherd Adonis to her, nor the delicate Ganymede to almighty and inflamed Jupiter, nor beautiful Psyche to ardent Cupid”



        
                        From left to right: a weathercock, with genius blowing the trumpet; a box tree pruned into the shape of a man, whose feet rest on vases, and arms support an ornament of towers and arch; another box tree, this one pruned in the shape of a centrepiece; and the decorative crowning of the Temple of the Sun


 
Under the guise of the dream, Hypnerotomachia seems to present a new symbolic universe in which the complicated relationship between ancient and modern space could be redefined. In his influential book, Unearthing the Past, Leonard Barkan showed how the pace at which antiquities were being unearthed in the late Quattrocento brought forth a sea change in historical, political, and aesthetic thought. These resurfaced objects didn’t just challenge established views on the past. They also generated new kinds of artistic expression and appreciation, including the production and circulation of drawings and ekphrastic narratives, the first private collections of antique fragments, and new forms of theory and practice that embraced architecture’s inventive as well as restorative potential.
 
Yet Hypnerotomachia is much more than an architectural manifesto. These intricate negotiations also seem to emerge through the orchestration of Poliphilo’s and Polia’s triste. Almost halfway through his dream, Poliphilo encounters the beloved and embarks with her on a journey to celebrate their union. The dreamworld appears to have diminished Polia’s resistance; receptive to Poliphilo’s advances, the woman sets off to explain her former hesitations and recent change of mind.


                  
A sequence from Polia’s narrative: “a furious goddess crowned with a wreath of agnus castus, with an unstrung bow and empty quiver, who turned a frightful countenance on me, burning with the desire to wreak cruel vengeance”

 
 
By honoring the vow she took during the plague that ravaged her hometown, Polia dutifully safeguarded her emotional and bodily boundaries against a courtship that she saw as a risk to her life. “No sooner did I see him before me”, she describes of a meeting with Poliphilo, “than I felt polluted [contaminata]”. Hiding alternatingly in the shrine of Diana’s temple and in the privacy of her bedchamber, Polia almost succeeds in avoiding her suitor’s pursuit. It is only after experiencing a revelatory vision of her own that she begins to doubt her resistance. She dreams about a graphic, supernatural violation of body and soul — a Cupid-like winged boy playing the dismembering executioner — representing the societal violence that awaits should she continue to reject the company of a male companion. Rarely acknowledged by scholarship, the author’s decision to give Polia a voice and dream of her own remains one of the most daring propositions of the book.


                    
Polia witnesses maidens “whipped incessantly by a winged youngster” who then murders them with an iron sword “without the slightest indulgence or pity”


 
 
Much like Nausicaa’s visitation by the goddess Athena in the opening of the Odyssey’s sixth rhapsody, Polia’s vision at the closing of Hypnerotomachia reaffirms the primacy of a patriarchal, civic order over the sovereignty of a female body. Unlike Nausicaa, however, who was chastised for the messiness hidden behind the ornate doors of her bedroom, Polia is forced to give up idealistic purity and embrace the disturbing disorder of Poliphilo’s world. This reversal becomes all the more pronounced considering how the tactility of Nausicaa’s messy trousseau gives way to fully fledged architectural pandemonium in Hypnerotomachia.
 
As the protagonist digresses in the warped space-time of dreaming, Polia’s narrative comes to fold the creative potential of Poliphilo’s imagination back to the source of its departure: a mundane room in fifteenth-century Treviso. And when Poliphilo finally awakens, he is alone. Polia has vanished, along with the architectural fantasies that populated his dream. Her ultimate disappearance signals the most radical gesture in a book that wrestles with the enigma of its own creation.



                             
Poliphilus alone, writing to his beloved Polia


 
 
Hypnerotomachia Poliphili and the Architecture of Dreams. By Demetra Vogiatzaki. The Public Domain Review, September 28, 2022.



 

“Reader, if you wish to hear briefly what is contained in this work, know that Poliphilo tells that he saw remarkable things in a dream, hence he calls the work in Greek words ‘the strife of love in a dream’. He represents himself as having seen many ancient things worthy of memory, and everything that he says he has seen, he describes point by point in the appropriate terms and in an elegant style: pyramids, obelisks, huge ruins of buildings.” With these words, Francesco Colonna introduces his Hypnerotomachia Poliphili in 1499, at the closing of the age of the incunabulum. A Dominican friar living in Venice, he waited for thirty years before his manuscript, completed in 1467, was published by Aldus Manutius. This was partially due to the cost of the undertaking, for the volume, together with its 174 woodcuts by an anonymous artist, was one of the most extravagant publishing ventures of its day. English readers have had to wait a lot longer, until this 1999 edition that appears exactly 500 years after the entry of Hypnerotomachia Poliphili into the Renaissance literary canon.
 
Often mentioned as one of the most handsomely produced books in the Renaissance, the first edition of Hypnerotomachia Poliphili is exceedingly rare. Many surviving copies have been mutilated by readers wishing to possess some of its opulently designed woodcuts. It is, therefore, all the more rewarding that the present publication attempts to convey the beauty of the original by adhering to its size, as well as to the layout of the text and the images. Adding to the appeal of this English edition for bibliophiles is its typeface, favored by Aldus Manutius and known by modern printers as “Poliphilus.”
 
Indispensable to any study of the Renaissance obsession with the lost world of Antiquity, Hypnerotomachia Poliphili is more admired than actually read. Part of the reason for this is the notorious difficulty of the original language, a fanciful linguistic idiom based on Latin vocabulary and Italian morphology and syntax, challenging even for Colonna’s contemporaries. A labor of love for Joscelyn Godwin, this translation follows his earlier forays in the intellectual history of the early modern world, most notably his publications on the seventeenth-century philosophers Robert Fludd and Athanasius Kircher.
 
The story—ostensibly a retelling of a long and involved dream that takes Poliphilo through a landscape filled with ruins, tablets with inscriptions and hieroglyphs, and other magnificent or curious remnants of Antiquity—is both autobiographical and allegorical. Like Dante and his Beatrice, or Petrarch and his Laura, Poliphilo pursues an ideal lover, a nymph by the name of Polia. And, like these illustrious examples, he is doomed to lose her at the moment of their closest embrace, as her body disappears into the air, ending both his dream and his book. While the exact meaning of this symbolic account is as elusive as Poliphilo’s pursuit, the author hints at his allegorical intent throughout, beginning with the names of the two main protagonists. That Poliphilo (literally “the lover of Polia”) is his alter-ego, is suggested by the closing words of the nymph in which she calls him a “column of her life” (Italian “Colonna”). Polia’s own name, deriving from the Greek term for “old age” or "antiquity, " is generally understood as a hermeneutical key to the overall theme of this dream-book.
 
Like its language, the literary genre of Hypnerotomachia Poliphili is truly a hybrid one, combining the conventions of romance, travelogue, and antiquarian treatise in an ever-changing narrative. To follow Poliphilo’s descriptions of the temples and monuments encountered on his imagined journey is to delve into an assemblage of favorite Renaissance topoi. At the same time, this learned fabric is interwoven with passages detailing his desire for Polia, whose undisguised eroticism brings to mind the popular contemporary literature of a more lascivious bent. In this manner, as stressed in the dedicatory preface to the 1499 edition, he fashioned a book for many audiences, a cornucopia of knowledge that could rival the work of the ancients, and be presented with a pleasing grace and novelty.
 
Notwithstanding its textual eccentricity, Hypnerotomachia Poliphili has had a rich pictorial and literary legacy. Mantegna, Titian, Lotto and Bernini, to name but a few of the artists it inspired, eagerly drew upon its opulent, often enigmatic imagery. Equally important was the impact of this volume on emblem books, the principal vehicle for the dissemination of visual and poetic tropes in the seventeenth century. From Alciatus and Valeriano, to lesser known authors such as the Antwerp poet Jan van der Noot, Hypnerotomachia Poliphili was a favorite sourcebook of Renaissance commonplaces.
 
Though its publishing history prior to 1999 includes a number of translations, most of them are abbreviated versions of the original. Notable among them, at least in terms of the wider circulation of the text in Europe in the century following its writing, was the 1546 French edition: Hypnerotomachia, ou, Discours du Songe de Poliphile. The first and only attempt to translate this work into English before Godwin was made in 1592, as Hypnerotomachia The Strife of Love in a Dreame (London, Simon Waterson). Thwarted by the scope of the undertaking, the translator R.D. (usually identified as Sir Robert Dallington, a courtier and man of letters), stopped about two fifths into the text, leaving the English readers for the next few centuries with a little more than a foretaste of Colonna’s fertile imagination.
 
In the brief and excellent introduction to the present edition, Godwin notes that his translation project would have been a lot more difficult without the critical edition of Hypnerotomachia Poliphili by Giovanni Pozzi and Lucia A. Ciapponi (Padua: Editrice Antenore, 1968, reprinted in 1980 with a new Preface and Bibliography). Unlike that scholarly volume, he intended this translation for a more general audience interested in the culture of the Renaissance. As he observes further, while he tried to preserve the spirit of Colonna’s literary style, he knew that by rendering it in plain, standard English, he would inevitably lose some of its linguistic wit.
 
Notwithstanding this recognition of the limits of any translation, Godwin proves himself a skillful interpreter of Colonna’s eccentric language. Thus, when Poliphilo ventures to describe the physical charms of Polia, his words resonate with the Renaissance poetics of praise of beautiful women, sensitively captured in Godwin’s translation. Polia’s tresses are “filaments of gold with a changeable lustre” ( subtilissimi fili d’oro inconstantemente rutilanti), her “festive and radiant eyesπ are fit to turn Jupiter into a rain of gold” (festevoli et radiosi ochii, da fundere Iove in piogia d’oro), while her cheeks, “fresh roses gathered at dawn and placed in vases of purest Cypriot crystal” (fresche rose alla surgente aurora collecte, et dopoi tra vasi di mundissimo crystalo de Cypri) (145).
 
This rhetoric of desire is even more pronounced in the author’s accounts of ancient ruins, each one a document of the continuous struggle between Culture and the implacable forces of Nature. Standing at a “great ruin of walls and enclosures” (vastitate magna di muri o vero parieti) Poliphilo observes fissures filled with “salt-loving littoral cock’s crestπsaltwort and fragrant sea-wormwoodπ” (alcuni lochi vidi il literale cachile et molto kali et lo odoroso abscynthio marino) (236). At another such edifice, he marvels at “the fragments of holy antiquity” (gli fragmenti dilla sancta antiquitate) and wonders what their effects would be “were they whole” (quanto farebbe la sua integritate) (59).
 
To render Hypnerotomachia Poliphili in an English version approximating the hermetic density of the language of the original would have required philological acrobatics of doubtful merit for readers. Godwin illustrates this point by comparing two passages, the first of which is a “more faithful” translation of Colonna’s description of a Fury: “In this horrid and cuspidinous littoral and most miserable site of the algent and fetorific lake stood saevious Tisiphone, efferal and cruel with her viperine capillament, her meschine and miserable soul, implacably furibund.” As we turn to the “plain” English of the actual translation, we find a welcome respite whose deviance from the original is more a blessing than a loss: “On this horrid and sharp-stoned shore, in this miserable region of the icy and foetid lake, stood fell Tisiphone, wild and cruel with her vipered locks and implacably angry” (249).
 
Godwin may have sacrificed some of Colonna’s linguistic craftsmanship, but he has certainly shown a great sensitivity towards Colonna’s imagination and mastery of tropes. In page after page of this expansive and convoluted dreamscape, he succeeds in imparting the poetic exuberance of the original to the modern reader. Even if Godwin intended this translation for a number of different readers, it will undoubtedly rekindle the interest of art historians in this famous, if still insufficiently explored monument to the Renaissance infatuation with Antiquity.
 
Hypnerotomachia Poliphili: The Strife of Love in a Dream. By Aneta Georgievska-Shine. CCA.Reviews, June 16, 2000.




The Project Gutenberg EBook of Hypnerotomachia, by Francesco Colonna. Translated by  Robert Dallington, 1969. 










18/03/2020

Aubrey Beardsley, Spotlessly Clean & Well-Groomed





Sentenced to an early death by a tuberculosis diagnosis aged seven, Aubrey Beardsley lived life at manic speed, racing to create a sensational art that would bring fame, or at least notoriety, in his few adult years. But — and this is a joy of Tate Britain’s superb new retrospective — he also lingered in the slow lane, creating in malicious, insinuating, languorously detailed illustrations a procession of hermaphrodites, transvestites, effeminate men, vampish women. Engrossingly weird, they leap off the page in sharp, supple black lines within ornamental settings so obscurely suggestive that Beardsley’s own publisher would hold his drawings upside-down to screen for obscenities. Decorative innuendo is, nevertheless, everywhere. Swagged curtains and hanging tassel resemble male genitalia in “The Comedy-Ballet of Marionettes”. Intricate swirls on a butterfly gown twist like a whip in “The Black Cape”. Phallic candlesticks thrust into the night in “The Eyes of Herod”. Against unsettling visual jokes, bodies metamorphose — nipples become eyes, elaborate hair-dos sprout devils’ horns — and gender dissolves. In “Salome” King Herod enters as a drag queen, and Oscar Wilde is a feminised beaming moon face. “The Scarlet Pastorale” depicts an orgy of cross-dressing murderers in harlequin costume and masks.


                The Beardsley moment has come around again. Tate begins in 1892 with the little drawing “Incipit Vita Nova”, depicting a rebellious, misshapen foetus scowling at his mother — a full-lipped Pre-Raphaelite femme fatale, sardonically subverted. The show ends with 1960s Beardsley pastiches of sullen, androgynous black and white figures staring out from LP covers for Procol Harum and The Beatles. Whenever gender is being redefined — in the 1890s of the aesthete dandy and New Woman, in 1960-70s counterculture, and now today — Beardsley’s “hard quick voice”, as a contemporary described it, rises. In between he seems to be forgotten: this is the first major museum exhibition since 1966, and follows the catalogue raisonné published in 2016.

Like many wistful 1970s teenagers, I discovered — and hoarded — Beardsley in “The Peacock Skirt” from “Salome”: the cover image of WHSmith’s best-selling multi-sized notebooks. Ignorant of Wilde’s narrative, I did not consciously register the erotic games — the predatory, sinister, looming Salome; her effete prey, the adoring Young Syrian with frilly puff sleeves, heaped curls, knobbly bare knees. The point is that the transgressive allure of Beardsley’s calligraphic sweep is evocative beyond the descriptive. It was, as Kenneth Clark wrote in 1976, “catmint to adolescents . . . [with an] intensity which communicated itself through every fold and tightly drawn outline of an ostensibly austere style”.


                What was formally fresh, Beardsley knew, was “my idea of the value of the line”, set starkly on white paper so that figures are suspended, menacingly and mysteriously, in space. In “The Climax”, Salome floats ecstatically above a pool of black ink, caressing the Baptist’s severed head; her Pre-Raphaelite coiling locks twist upward, in opposition to his downward-coursing blood. In “The Dancer’s Reward”, her pale, elongated hand grabs a fistful of his blood-soaked hair, dripping to the floor in rhythm with her drooping black robe.

“I am nothing if I am not grotesque” Beardsley boasted. And, accused of creating hideous figures, “‘I find that most people are ugly. The sensual face is dominant, and it is this face that I have drawn from life.” The visages included his own — softly girlish with a long fringe, in “Self-portrait as Art Editor of the Yellow Book”; a cringing baby hiding from nightmares under white sheets beneath a black canopy in “Self-portrait in Bed”, inscribed, “les monstres ne sont pas en Afrique”.

Beardsley’s brilliance was to hold an eerie, feverish sensuality within masterly, rigorous decorative patterning. His luck was to hit an instant when these designs could be exploited to reach mass audiences. The invention of photomechanical line block printing — drawings transferred photographically to a zinc plate from which countless copies could be made cheaply without losing clarity — transformed book production. Beardsley adapted his style to suit the process, which reproduced both the finest lines and areas of flat black. “Le Morte d’Arthur” (1892), assimilating the influence of his mentor Burne-Jones’s medieval damsels and William Morris’s embellishing borders to his own sinuous linearity and deep liquid blacks, raised the status of book illustration. By “Salome” the following year, Wilde was complaining that the artist, with his “silver hatchet face”, overshadowed the author.

                Wilde claimed to have made Beardsley; he certainly unmade him. After Wilde’s 1895 conviction for gross in­decency — the writer carried in court a novel with a yellow cover, mistakenly reported as Beardsley’s risqué magazine — Beardsley, touched with scandal, could find no work. He fled to Dieppe, met publisher-pornographer Leonard Smithers and, aged 23, retreated to history: refined filigree illustrations for Pope’s “Rape of the Lock”, inspired by “dreadfully depraved” 18th-century French copperplate engravings, and lush water­colours for Mademoiselle de Maupin, Théophile Gautier’s romantic novel of the 1830s defying gender expectations.

By 1896, Beardsley was visibly ill and haemorrhaging. His refusal to go gently into the night was were the outrageously explicit, boldly simplified drawings for “Lysistrata”. Huge totemic phalluses of men frustrated by their women withholding sex until they bring an end to war fuse sources from Greek vases to Japanese shunga prints. Beardsley revelled in the liberation of the women, exuberantly propositioning one another.

                In an immersive mise-en-scène of galleries painted Beardsley hues — Yellow Book sunflower, Mauve Decade lilacs and purples, the bright orange of Beardsley’s Pimlico home, imitating the interiors of Huymans’ louche hero Des Esseintes — the curators marvellously unfold how Beardsley packed into five years the experiments, staging posts and development of a career that would span half a century for many artists, from juvenilia to “late” freedom.

At 20, he was confident in his own language: “I struck for myself an entirely new method of drawing and composition, something suggestive of Japan, but not really japonesque. The subjects were quite mad and a little indecent. Strange hermaphroditic creatures wandering about in Pierrot costumes or modern dress; quite a new world of my own creation.” That world, so individual and peculiar, came to define an era on the threshold, at once looking back to Victorian models and peering tentatively towards Modernism. Beardsley helped form art nouveau, and intrigued Diaghilev and Bakst; young Picasso examined at his work in the 1890s.

                Beardsley himself did not outlive the decade. “A yellow skeleton in waterproofs fighting an umbrella on the steps of the chapel” was seen in Menton in winter 1898. Weeks later, Beardsley, aged 25, was dead, although he had converted to Catholicism, was buried in the Protestant cemetery there. His final request was that “all my obscene drawings” be destroyed.


Why Aubrey Beardsley’s drawings continue to shock and delight. By Jackie Wullschläger. The Financial Times , March 6, 2020.








A woman who is naked except for fancy stockings touches what the artist calls her “coynte” while a winged cupid teases her bottom with a powder puff. A wizened man admires a young man’s elephantine erection, the glans as big as his bald head – all delineated in sharp black outlines and shadowed with inky pools against expanses of white. These are a few of the many explosions of obscenity that a slender, pale young man created in the room he checked into at the Spread Eagle hotel in Epsom, Surrey, in June 1896.

The drawings Aubrey Beardsley completed in this suburban hideaway were to illustrate the ancient Greek comedy Lysistrata by Aristophanes. The works, that can be perused at your leisure in Tate Britain’s forthcoming exhibition, had an incalculable effect on the birth of modern art. Beardsley’s eroticism would soon be emulated all over Europe by revolutionaries such as Klimt, Schiele and Picasso, while James Joyce summed up his impact on modernism in a double entendre: “Kunstfull”.

That isn’t generally how this unique artist is remembered, though. Beardsley is pigeonholed as a preciously eccentric purveyor of late-Victorian erotica. Rediscovered in the 1960s, when both Victoriana and sex were fashionable, he hovers in the subconscious of British art. His name sounds posh, which adds to the air of whimsy, but he was born into an economically unstable lower-middle-class family in Brighton in 1872 and left school aged 16.

Beardsley was an insurance clerk before being discovered by Oscar Wilde’s first male lover, Robert Ross. This led to an artistic collaboration with Wilde, but his importance goes far beyond the aesthetic movement. He put sexuality at the centre of modern art for the first time, spreading his influence across Europe – to Vienna, Paris and Barcelona – 25 years before surrealism.

Then in 1895, a year before he settled in at the Spread Eagle, Beardsley’s world fell apart. Wilde was arrested and charged with gross indecency. The author’s love for Lord Alfred Douglas became a scandal and anyone associated with him was suspected of sodomy. Beardsley, at the age of 22, had been chosen by Wilde to illustrate the printed edition of his disturbing drama Salome. Following that success, he became art editor, designer and illustrator of the Yellow Book, a bestselling magazine that brought avant garde ideas into respectable homes. But when Wilde fell, its publisher John Lane sacked him. Beardsley had only recently been able to give up his day job. Now he was vilified and poverty-stricken.

The poet WB Yeats, a friend of Beardsley, remembered him looking into a mirror shortly after being sacked and saying: “Yes, yes, I look like a sodomite ... but no, I am not that.” The man in the mirror was an exquisite dandy: when Beardsley became a star in 1890s London, he started wearing suits in subtly contrasting shades of grey with yellow gloves over his ethereally thin figure. Yet there is no evidence that he ever went to bed with anyone of any gender – except maybe, biographers speculate, his sister, Mabel.



And here Mabel is, naked in a back room at Tate Britain. To get a sneak peak at Beardsley’s drawings, I’ve visited the museum’s Prints and Drawings Rooms. The frontispiece he designed for the collected plays of a now-forgotten writer rests on a wooden stand. Mabel Beardsley is the nude at the far left, with layers of radiating hair that look like they belong in a psychedelic poster. She is looking ecstatically at Wilde, who stands beside her dressed as the ancient wine god Bacchus. In front of them is a goat-legged faun.

Sex is Beardsley’s theme and, unprovable allegations aside, it seems to have existed for him only on paper. That makes him an artist for our time. Long before the virtual and fluid sexualities of the 21st century, Beardsley created an erotic fantasy world of shifting identities and infinite variety. His art is one long act of self-pleasuring that reached its consummation on Epsom High Street.

His most famous illustration for Wilde’s Salome is actually called The Climax. In this intense symbolist design, Salome has persuaded her stepfather, Herod, to have John the Baptist’s head cut off in return for gratifying his lust with an erotic dance. She can now satiate her own lust for the Baptist – or at least his lips. She floats in the air, seemingly with orgasmic joy, as black blood pours from the fetishised dead head she embraces.

Does that seem an over-explicit interpretation of this great fin de siècle image? Well, you should see his rejected designs for Salome. Several scenes were deemed too dirty by the publisher and he was asked to replace them with milder versions. In his original drawing of The Toilet of Salome, a pageboy stands naked holding a tray of tea things. Another near-nude youth sits with his hand between his legs, masturbating as he gazes at the tray-carrier. Meanwhile, Salome also masturbates.

Sex is all in the head. That is Beardsley’s message, and the basis of the strange game he played with Victorian censorship. The reason Salome first appeared in English as a book, rather than on stage, was because it was refused a licence by the Lord Chamberlain. Beardsley’s drawings mock the censor by dancing a fine line between innocence and depravity. The publisher accepted his vision of Salome’s love of a severed head, but rejected his drawing of her sitting with her back to us in a dressing gown that’s open. What was the problem? She holds a conductor’s baton.

Before he got sacked from the Yellow Book, Beardsley filled the widely read magazine with similar suggestiveness. His illustration A Night Piece shows a woman in a long black dress and gloves and a thin black ribbon round her white throat walking down a dark city street – she is, in Victorian parlance, a woman of the night. In another picture, called L’Éducation Sentimentale, a young woman is listening attentively to her older friend. Both have tough, pinched faces. It’s not a sentimental but a sexual education set in a brothel.

Beardsley pictured his audience as young women. On the cover he designed for the Yellow Book’s publicity leaflet, his imagined female reader studies the latest volumes outside a bookshop. She looks rapt, for Beardsley depicts reading itself as the most subversive of pleasures. In his revised version of The Toilet of Salome, she has Émile Zola’s novel Nana on her bookshelves – a “dirty French novel”, as Lou Reed would later put it. The Yellow Book was yellow to evoke the typical covers of sexy French fiction. Wilde wrote Salome in French, intoxicated by the writings of Flaubert, Huysmans and Baudelaire. Beardsley was equally au fait, regularly taking the boat train to Paris. French artists loved him back: Toulouse-Lautrec ordered three copies of his illustrated Salome.





When Beardsley checked in to the Spread Eagle hotel, he’d just come back from Brussels, another capital of fin de siècle culture. There he probably encountered the explicit art of Félicien Rops, including his 1878 gouache Pornocrates, in which a pig is held on a leash by a naked woman wearing a blindfold and black stockings. On the way back from the Belgian capital, Beardsley fell seriously ill. It was to get out of London’s smog that he fled to Epsom. He had known since he was diagnosed with tuberculosis when he was seven years old that his lifespan would be limited. In the two years following his stay in Epsom, he would travel to France in search of better health, dying at Menton on the Riviera in 1898, aged 25.


As his young life entered its premature twilight, he found sensual solace in Aristophanes’ Lysistrata, a play about love defeating death – or, in Greek, Eros defeating Thanatos. Aristophanes wrote it during a murderous war between Athens and Sparta that seemed to have no end. He imagines the women of both cities refusing to have sex with their husbands to stop the war. Beardsley turns this sex strike into an orgiastic triumph of lust over despair. Even as they listen to a speech, his Greek women can’t stop fondling each other. A Spartan woman gleefully taunts her lust-crippled husband with her body. Men gather in a mass display of monumental members.

We tend to analyse erotic art in terms of power, but for Beardsley it was quite simply a matter of life and death.


Too filthy to print – Aubrey Beardsley and his explosions of obscenity. By  Jonathan Jones. The Guardian , February 28, 2020.





Aubrey Beardsley (1872-1898) and his sister Mabel (1871-1916) were close as children, a relationship that lasted until he died. Most likely, their connection initially formed when their mother, Ellen, was forced by family circumstances to work. While she went to various people’s homes to give piano lessons, the sister and brother, only a year apart in age, were in each other’s company daily. At the age of seven Aubrey had his first tubercular haemorrhage and was sent to the more salubrious climate of Hurstpierpoint, where he attended four terms at Hamilton Lodge school. Of his fourteen letters home between Christmas 1879 and October 1880, a dozen inquired about Mabel or sent his love, and two were written directly to his sister, relating things he did at Hamilton Lodge. Reunited at home, the children’s activities together resumed. Aubrey drew the two of them boating, wading in a creek and walking in a park—his sister proportionally taller and proprietarily holding his hand. At home they would create that staple of Victorian children, a puppet theatre, and act in plays, songs and charades for which Aubrey drew playbills. It is no surprise, then, as evidenced by his letters, that Aubrey grew up regarding Mabel as his closest friend and intellectual equal and that his view of women was largely formed by the time they spent together as youngsters. Beardsley replays their relationship and his own feminist attitude in his drawings of women.



The women’s movement was escalating during the 1890s. After Florence Nightingale returned from the Crimea in 1856, middle-class women began demanding the right to take a university education and earn a degree, to learn a profession, make a salary and be acknowledged as intellectually capable—in other words, to be equal to men. When Beardsley began his career in London in 1892, these issues were being vigorously debated in popular journals and newspapers. Although the right to vote on the same terms as men would not be won until 1928, by the 1890s women had begun to go to bookstores alone and eat in restaurants with female friends, gain more than a primary school education, and control their own money. Moreover, the custom of a married woman chaperoning a young woman when a young man visited faded (A Nocturne of Chopin, intended for The Yellow Book; A Repetition of ‘Tristan und Isolde’, for The Savoy), although, according to debates in magazines, most young women still did not possess latchkeys to their homes, and when they walked out with a man, a sibling or a servant accompanied them.

Beardsley’s drawings of women show them breaking the rules of decorum in painting and illustration that had been set by academic painters before Victoria became Queen and during her reign by the Pre-Raphaelite painters. Instead of combing abundant hair, idly gazing into a mirror, holding a book with its spine directed towards genitalia or standing naked, bodies on view, Beardsley’s women take tea or coffee with a friend in a restaurant (Black Coffee), read books whose spines do not direct the eye to genitalia (Le Morte D’Arthur, Book XVIII, chapter xiv; poster for Children’s Books; front wrapper, Leonard Smithers’s Catalogue of Rare Books, No. 6), play a musical instrument other than (the prescribed) piano (Le Morte D’Arthur, Book I, chapter xxvii, Book IV, chapter xix); walk alone or with a female friend at night (A Night Piece; Les Passades), become highly regarded actresses (Madame Rejane; Mrs Patrick Campbell; Miss Winifred Emery); attend theatre with a young man without a chaperone (Evelina at the Theatre) or with a clearly subordinate male following her (Lady Gold’s Escort). Moreover, most drawings of his women for Le Morte D’Arthur, 103 of 358 for the book, are alone and shown while reading a book or a scroll, advancing on a path, tending bushes, carrying flowers, meditating, praying, officiating in prayer or directly gazing at the viewer. None of them drift along with a vacant expression or suggest subordination to another person. In these ways the young artist countered typical views of women in book illustrations and paintings. Although for a time they became collectively and popularly, if somewhat derogatorily, known as The Beardsley Woman, Beardsley reveals each one to be an independent, free to choose activities and pursue them as she decides.




Beardsley’s view of education for women is equally well defined. By herself, The Beardsley Woman walks briskly to bookstores (poster for The Pseudonym and Autonym Libraries). More than a few women prepare to choose or have already selected books (front cover design for The Yellow Book, Vol. 2; front cover design intended for The Yellow Book; prospectus for The Savoy Magazine). Others grasp the chosen book, boldly taking the formerly forbidden fruit of male composition and study (poster for Children’s Books; Bookplate of the Artist (Mr. Pollitt’s Bookplate)). Beardsley thus emphasizes the value of books as he supports educating women. Going as far as he could to contradict the standard picture of young unmarried women without having his drawings refused for publication by middle-class magazines, the artist portrays women like his sister Mabel, leading her life without a father or a husband dictating where she will go, with whom and at what time, or the content of her books.

Another way Beardsley diverges from his English contemporaries is his rendering of sexuality. When she is nude, The Beardsley Woman, young or old, stands tall and dignified (Le Morte D’Arthur, Book I, chapter xi; Bookplate of the Artist (Mr. Pollitt’s Bookplate); Lysistrata Haranguing the Athenian Women, for Lysistrata). He overtly hints at sexual liaisons between women and men (front cover for The Yellow Book, Vol. I) as well as acts of sadism and masochism (Juvenal scourging a Woman; Earl Lavender). Intimations of women masturbating appear in major texts (border for the List of Pictures for Salome; Salome on Settle, or Maîtresse d’Orchestre; poster for The Spinster’s Scrip; Lysistrata Shielding her Coynte and The Athenian Women in Distress, for Lysistrata). And perhaps ignored or missed are his suggestions of sexual encounters between women (title page for The Yellow Book Vol. I; poster for The Spinster’s Scrip; Choosing the New Hat for The Savoy, No. 2). These depictions of women clearly reveal Beardsley’s sympathy for women who decided to cut through the net of social mores that restricted them.

To read his letters is to relive his dependence upon hearing Mabel’s views of his ideas and their close friendship, a bond that extended throughout his life. Offered a place at Cambridge, for financial reasons Mabel was forced to refuse. Instead, she began teaching, and her income enabled the family to live in better circumstances in London. When an aunt died, with her bequest Mabel and Aubrey leased a house together. She ultimately became an actress. Successful in playing roles in plays for companies that toured England and other countries, she likely satisfied an urge to travel independently. Nevertheless, Mabel was with Aubrey when he died in Dieppe, on 16 March 1898, predeceasing her by eighteen years.

Aubrey Beardsley ‘s Feminism – an illustrated essay. By Linda Gertner Zatlin. Yale Books Blog, May 6, 2016.




Aubrey Beardsley followed the Pre-Raphaelite Movement as a unique artist, drawing on many sources of inspiration to create his masterful black-and-white ink drawings. Beardsley painted only two known oil paintings in his lifetime, concentrating all of his talent and eager discipline towards his compositions filled with designs, patterns of decoration, caricatures, flowers, dots and bold curvaceous lines. He knew at a very young age that he would slowly die of tuberculosis, an incurable disease at the time. His clear and uncomplicated forms offset his wild subject matter of creatures of fantasy and caricatures of decadence. Some critics believe that Beardsley, like the Pre-Raphaelites, simply looks back to the past for inspiration. Originally following the Pre-Raphaelite's medieval and early Renaissance styles and then turning towards Baroque and Rococo influences. However, his attention to contemporary culture shines through all of his work, in style and subject, giving his distinct personal interpretation of Victorian life and culture.




Beardsley's direct interaction with Sir Edward Burne-Jones provided an important connection between the Pre-Raphaelites and Beardsley. Beardsley was still young and impressionable when he first met Burne-Jones, who encouraged him to pick up oil painting and medieval subject matter. The Le Morte d'Arthur drawings display Burne-Jones's early inspiration of subject matter for Beardsley. Burne-Jones' stained glass work could have also influenced Beardsley since his hometown church in Brighton, St. Michael and All Saints where he grew up, featured stained glass panels by Burne-Jones including The Flight into Egypt. Even Burne-Jones oil painting Portrait of a Girl in a green dress could be seen as an influence upon Beardsley's unique artistic medium choice. The extremely pale face stands in sharp contrast to her dark green dress and the completely black background of the painting.

The Le Morte D'Arthur illustrations and many of Beardsley's other illustrations reflect an obvious association between Beardsley and William Morris. Morris' textile designs were gaining quick popularity in the late Victorian Period and Beardsley would have most definitely been aware of the Arts and Crafts Movement. Morris' Peacock design echoes in both the peacock chapter heading for Morte d'Arthur and in the cover design for Oscar Wilde's Salome. Although Beardsley eventually became more influenced by James McNeill Whistler and Japanese inspirations, the schematic designs of William Morris never completely exit his later work. One still sees reminiscesment effects of Morris' design in Pas les Dieux in which large flowers fill the overhanging fabric of the bed. Whistler and Japanese art, especially Japanese prints, influenced Beardsley's compositions by encouraging a flat spatial plane and a sparse use of detail. Although the influences of Burne-Jones, Morris and Whistler have been studied at length, there are many other important contemporary inspirations on Beardsley's works.

Book illustrations created the opportunity for artists to concentrate on literary subject matter that excited and motivated their visual art. Illustrations, as a medium of visual art, reached a broader audience than did paintings and sculpture. Stories, plays and poetry, accompanied by their illustrations, could be printed and reprinted to spread all over England, Europe and even into America. Famous to the mid-nineteenth century, Pre-Raphaelite artists such as Sir John Everett Millais, William Holman Hunt and Dante Gabriel Rossetti illustrated the medieval subjects of Moxon Tennyson. Holman Hunt's illustration of Oriana[The Dead Oriana] places the woman's dead body horizontally across the front of the composition. The weary lover bends over, collapsing into the dead body's face for a tragic final kiss. The man's ship sits in the background of the illustration as a small reminder of the narrative of the poem, but the moment of sorrow stands in the foreground of the piece. Beardsley delineates A Platonic Lament from Salome with a compositional layout similar to Holman Hunt's illustration. The dead man lies horizontal with the andogynous male figure leaning in to touch the corpse's head. Beardsley selects to illustrate only minimal aspects of the background in this scene, including a latticework of flowers, a neatly trimmed tree and a caricatured cloud. Besides these few elements, the background is bare. Beyond their dissimilar literary contexts, these two works compositionally put focus on very similar moments. Both Holman Hunt and Beardsley depict instances in which lust or love comes face to face with death.




Some of the perverse and fantastical pictures that Beardsley created to accompany Oscar Wilde's version of the play Salome reflect an influence of the illustrations of the Pre-Raphaelite, Dante Gabriel Rossetti. Illustrations by Rossetti for his sister, Christina's poem, "Goblin Market", play with the medium of illustration to incorporate the sensations of magic and enchantment of the poem. The illustration Golden Head by Golden Head depicts the two female figures intertwined in sleep and perhaps in dream. The figures take up most of the composition and are surrounded only by a flower-patterned curtain. In the left corner of the composition, Rossetti draws a full moon with an illusion of the goblins marching through the valley with baskets of fruit upon their heads. Although not described in the poem, D. G. Rossetti places the goblins in the moon to remind the reader of the omnipresence of the evil creatures that will always be with the girls now that Laura has tasted their fruit. Analogously, Beardsley illustrates The Woman in the Moon as the frontispiece for Salome as a reminder of the magic and fantasy of the play. The male figures stand close to each other with one man standing on the other's garment. The fabric falls smoothly upon nothing, giving the figures no ground to stand on and no tangible space to occupy. Just as in Golden Head by Golden Head, the two figures appear connected in their spatial context that can only be defined by their encounters with the moon. In Woman in the Moon, thin lines create a hairline, eyes, a nose, a mouth and a flower. The moon looks towards the two people who stands at eye-level, starring back at the moon. In Wilde's play, the moon takes on an important personification, reflecting the characters' attitudes and predicting their fates. Compositionally, both Rossetti and Beardsley successfully portrait outlandish realities by placing their coupled figures claustrophobically close to enchanted moons.

Although Beardsley's illustrations share similar compositional layouts with the book illustrations of the Pre-Raphaelites, Beardsley's consistent lack of shading indicates other influences upon his style. The invention of photography greatly changed the way people perceived reality and the arts. The black-and-white photograph technology of the nineteenth century did not allow for colors and to some extent emphasized sharp contras, de-emphasizing shades of gray. More important, the application of photography to reproducing drawings used for book illustration, permitted and encouraged large areas of black and white. Beardsley's works do not attempt to create shading as opposed to the cross-hatching used in Pre-Raphaelite illustrations. Beardsley sticks to the black and white and sometimes dots to add a little delicacy to his sharp visual scheme.

Photography also created the ability to recapture reality almost effortlessly compared to recreating reality through artistic drawings or paintings. With the invention of photography, the artist of the late nineteenth-century now possessed the freedom to create things that reflect their personal vision rather than consuming their time obsessively trying to capture reality. Beardsley stated that his work was "realistic" but understood his reality to be different from most other people. He states, "Strange as it may seem I really draw folks as I see them. Surely it is not my fault that they fall into certain lines and angles" (Snodgrass p.39). Without color or shading, Beardsley's lines and angles stand out as the dominant force of style in his work.

Beardsley's black ink drawings reflect a stylistic choice to minimize clutter and unnecessary details in his works. It therefore seems curious that he would include some of the extremely decadent details of the furniture in his drawings such as seen in Belinda in Bed and The Battle of the Beaux and the Belles from the "Rape of the Lock" illustrations. Belinda in Bed features a female dressed in a oversized frilly nightgown outfit that covers her arms, shoulders and head but not her breasts. Belinda sits propped up in the middle of a gigantic pillow that lies against a gaudy headboard. Behind the headboard, swirling patterns of garlands reflect equally garish decoration of the room. In The Battle of the Beaux and the Belles, an angry female marches across the center of the illustration, knocking over a chair with her huge skirt. The chair's shape and dotted detailed pattern is reminiscent of the Furniture that gave Victorian style a bad a name. Since the use of lavish and extravagant details is featured in some but certainly not all of Beardsley's works, one must understand the furniture as a satire of the extreme and over-the-top Victorian culture.

The intense attention to women's fashion also stands out as a conscious choice by Beardsley to make decadent fashion a major motif of his paintings. The art historian, Joan Nunn describes the fashionable trends of the 1870s to the 1900s, stating that "the earlier bid for simplicity and freedom was overwhelmed by a profusion of puffs, ruchings, fringes, ribbons, drapery, flounces with additional headings and edgings, and strange combinations of materials and colours" (source). Beardsley accompanies actual fashion designs from magazines into some of his illustrations and mostly composes his female figures clothing combining a number of elements described by Nunn.



Beardsley's illustration for Le Morte d'Arthur, La Beale Isoud at Joyous Gard, features the woman's dress as the central subject. The female wearing the long cape-like dress stands off to the left side, hiding behind a schematic grouping of bushes. Black ink completely fills in the grass lawn and the trees orderly line the background in a stripe-like fashion. These surroundings draw no attention towards the space but rather leave the viewer to ponder the enormous and long cape. The long cloth extends past the bottom edge of the canvas, as if to create an illusion that the cape could extend forever. Little acorns or flowers cover the fabric as eye-catching representations of nature that ironically decorates the dress as opposed to filling the landscape natural to them. The cape covers the female's entire body except for her left hand that sticks out exposing a large tassel fastened to her wrist. The tassel and the cape both look to be extremely heavy and burdensome upon the frail female figure.



The Black Cape for the Salome series is another example in which fashion dictates Beardsley's entire composition. The dress overwhelms the female figure, leaving the viewer unable to properly distinguish where and how the female stands under the dramatic curves of fabric. One hand reaches down in an attempt to open the layered fabric of the skirt, but is unable to control her own outfit. Black ink fills the entire dress except for a few dotted flower motifs along the bottom skirt and upon the shoulder puffs. Her shoulder puffs are extremely exaggerated with six layers of fabric covering each other like scales on a snake or wings of a butterfly. Salome's thinly delineated profile sits under a large bulky hat-piece that rests uncomfortably on her head. Upon close inspection the hat piece appears to have an ear and mask. The exaggerated dress design and masked headpiece create the possibility that this outfit is a fanciful butterfly costume. A Beardsley scholar, Milly Heyd discusses the use of butterfly in other Beardsley works and the use of a butterfly as Whistler's signature. According to Heyd, the butterfly symbolizes independence and also has been defined by the Oxford dictionary as a term used to describe "a vain gaudily attired person" (122). Beardsley perhaps creates a complex image of Salome in which she attempts to dress to reflect her independence yet her attempt is in vain, as she ends up appearing ridiculously at the mercy of her unmerciful dress.

Heyd describes the claustrophobic and controlling nature of the dress in The Black Cape: "Costume becomes a method of controlling the feminine personage, imprisoning it by means of yet another layer imposed on an already layered fashion" (120). Beardsley created the smothering outfit in The Black Cape without any reference or description of such an outfit in the play. In contemporary versions of the same subject by other artists, Salome wears transparent garments that allow for her naked body to be exposed to the viewer. Gustave Moreau's Salome of 1876 and Pierre Bonnaud's Salome both depict a sexually charged female using her striking body to get what she wants. Conversely, Beardsley's Salome's body is hidden under a "burlesque of nineties vogues in dress...It could have offended no one except a reader who expected the illustrations to have some connection to the text" (Weintraub, 72). Beardsley's inventive illustration of Salome demonstrates his acute interest in the powerful, reckless and extravagant Victorian fashion.



Beardsley's own interpretation of the classic Cinderella story, appearing in The Yellow Book of July 1894, clearly personifies the powerful role that fashion has within a society. Beardsley changes the ending of the story to turn happy children's fairytale into a murderous mess of fashion and jealousy. Beardsley's version thus addresses the reader,


You must have heard of the Princess C. with her slim feet and shining slippers. She was beloved by the prince who married her but she died soon afterwards poisoned according to Dr. Gerschovius by her elder sister Arabella, with powdered glass. It was ground I suspect from those very slippers she danced in at the famous ball, for the slippers of Cinderella have never been found since. [Quoted Heyd 123]


This literary source, combined with the close inspection of La Beale Isoud at Joyous Gard and The Black Cape, suggests that Beardsley believed that Victorian fashion was a dangerous and powerful means to control and constrict women.

Beardsley explicates the momentous role of cosmetics in Victorian culture through his many depictions of "toilettes" or dressing tables. Similar to the focus on women's fashion, Beardsley's toilette scenes resonate the wildly vain Victorian culture of beautification. In Volume III of The Yellow Book, the drawing La Dame aux Camélias (or Girl at her Toilet) features a girl's head sticking out of the top of an exaggeratedly puffy coat with swamping sleeves and a tail that falls down to her knees. Beneath the coat, the girl wears a fancy patterned dress. She stares into a mirror that is only visible on the very edge of the drawing. The mirror rests upon the girl's dressing table, accompanied by two candlesticks and at least eleven different small boxes. Beardsley drew the girl's toilet in great detail even though the floor of the room in which she stands is not even delineated. According to one Beardsley scholar, these small boxes all had distinct purposes,

each no doubt represented its particular perfume...This little box contains Circassian Rose Opiate for the teeth. Another, powder, scented Wood Violet or Mar?chal... diamond- or cane-cut; silver-mounted vessels containing hair-washes, pomades; restorers of all kinds; smelling-bottles; pin-trays in ruby, opaline, amberina; fan-cases, silk-covered, silk-lined.

The different boxes represented in Beardsley's toilette depictions do not reflect any direct artistic influence but rather exemplifies Beardsley's intense attention to the Victorian consumer culture around him.

All these specific boxes represent contemporary trends in makeup and hair in Victorian England. Although these trends could be considered excessive luxury items, they play a very specific role in giving hope to women who wish to improve their looks or women in fear of the transience of their natural beauty. The Beardsley toilette images mock a consumer culture in which technology can be mass-produced to feed the upper and middle classes' aesthetic interests. Max Beerbohm made a strong commentary in his "A Defence of Cosmetics" (text) in 1894 in which he justifies the excitement around cosmetics as a new chance for the female face to be beautiful. Mocking romanticism, Beerbohm claims, "Too long has the face been degraded from its rank as a thing of beauty to a mere vulgar index of character or emotion...I have no quarrel with physiognomy... But it has tended to degrade the face aesthetically" (117). The woman described by Beerbohm is more of an object to be viewed than a person to be understood. Beerbohm states that with makeup, "we shall gaze at a women merely because she is beautiful, not stare into her face anxiously, as into the face of a barometer"(117). Like the fashionable clothing of the late-nineteenth century, the burst of growth in the makeup industry allowed for women to cover their natural selves under a mask. The more the female covers herself away physically with clothing, makeup and accessories, the more she becomes a commodity or an object of the male gaze.

The mirrors in Beardsley's toilette scenes generally appear on the edges of the drawings so that the viewer is unable to see the reflections. Heyd hypothesizes that Beardsley does this because he does not "wish to show the lady (or society) her true face. Thus, suggesting or perhaps questioning our capacity to look at ourselves in the mirror"(128). The reflections of the mirrors seem ironically insignificant in these toilette scenes. The drawings focus on showing the considerable efforts and processes of the Victorian women in trying to become beautiful with the use of artificial products.

The toilet scene reaches its most powerful state in Beardsley's poem "The Ballad of a Barber." The poem describes the ludicrous amount of success and power that the fictional hairdresser, Carrousel has upon his society. Carrousel cuts the hair of the royalty, and by the time the reader meets him in this poem, has perfected his skills down to a systematic scientific art.

Such was his art he could with ease
Curl wit into the dullest face;
Or to a goddess of old Greece
Add a new wonder and a grace.

All powders, paints, and subtle dyes,
And costliest scents that men distil,
And rare pomades, forgot their price
And marvelled at his splendid skill.

The curling irons in his hand
Almost grew quick enough to speak,
The razor was a magic wand
That understood the softest cheek.

At this point in the poem, Carrousel encounters a young girl whose hair turns out to more than he can handle:

Three times the barber curled a lock,
And thrice he straightened it again;
And twice the irons scorched her frock,
And twice he stumbled in her train.

His fingers lost their cunning quite,
His ivory combs obeyed no more;
Something or other dimmed his sight,
And moved mysteriously the floor.

He leant upon the toilet table,
His fingers fumbled in his breast;
He felt as foolish as a fable,
And feeble as a pointless jest.

Frustrated by his failure to tame nature, Carrousel is suddenly taken over by a strong and mysterious urge:

He snatched a bottle of Cologne,
And broke the neck between his hands;
He felt as if he was alone,
And mighty as a king's commands.

The Princess gave a little scream,
Carrousel's cut was sharp and deep;
He left her softly as a dream
That leaves a sleeper to his sleep.

He left the room on pointed feet;
Smiling that things had gone so well.
They hanged him in Meridian Street.
You pray in vain for Carrousel.

Carrousel's murder of the beautiful Princess asserts the ultimate male authority over the female body. The King's own daughter appears as an almost inanimate object to be both played with and killed without any say in the matter. The murder also represents the decadent's fear of nature and the natural. Third, because Beardsley's constant health problems kept him in a state of waiting for his own death, he could have seen his power over the arts as similar to Carrousel's -- a delicate power that would be completely shattered at any time with his own premature death.



In the two Toilette of Salome illustrations, Beardsley places a shelf of books in the foreground of the work. The viewer may easily read the books' titles, hinting at their importance. The grouping of French books in the second version of this illustration includes Zola's Nana, The Golden Ass, Manon Lescault, Marquis de Sade, and Les Fetes Galantes. Heyde believes that these different sources connect to some of the personal fear and paranoia of Beardsley's life (133). In addition, by placing these very specific books into his illustration Beardsley pronounces that, "life should imitate art and that the ideal is to live life 'against nature'"(132). The artist interacts with his contemporary audience by placing other forms of social thought into his work as an instructional or referential addition. He also includes them to shock a middle-class audience by citing works favored by the Aesthetes and Decadents.




The fin-d-siècle in Victorian culture was an extremely decadent period, not only in the fine arts, but in the popular culture. Aubrey Beardsley rises to the surface of this culture, first imitating elements of contemporary Pre-Raphaelite artists such as Burne-Jones and Rossetti, and finally finding his own unique style of art and interesting interpretation of Victorian culture. Beardsley died in March of 1898, at the young age of twenty-five. He would have perhaps been shocked and pleased at his great influence on the art of the twentieth century. A fine example of his immediate influence can be recognized in the designs of the Glasgow Four. This group of designers and architects included Charles Rennie Mackintosh, James McNair, Magaret and Fances MacDonald. Mackintosh repeatedly used motifs of thinly outlined female heads and flowers in his furniture designs that unfurl the similarities between his works Beardsley's pieces such as The Woman in the Moon. In 1900, Mackintosh and his wife Margaret were commissioned to design the Ingram Street Tea Rooms. The two artists included very large frescoes for the Tea Rooms including Margaret's The Queen May which is also commonly displayed in its gesso cartoon form that was created for the fresco. A female head rises out of a tear shaped bubble that is reminiscent of a puffy Victorian skirt. Thin clean lines and small jewel-like flowers decorate the female's surroundings without given her any space or time. This female figure not only mimics the shape of Beardsley's figure inThe Peacock Skirt, but also mimics the Victorian woman's aura as seen through the eyes of Beardsley. The woman stands inanimate, without emotion or personality, hidden behind fabric and rouge as an object of decoration and pure aesthetic pleasure.

Aubrey Beardsley, The Pre-Raphaelites, and Victorian Culture. By Julie Flygare.
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