{"id":11835,"date":"2016-08-25T18:52:30","date_gmt":"2016-08-25T22:52:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.portlandmonthly.com\/portmag\/?p=11835"},"modified":"2016-08-25T18:52:30","modified_gmt":"2016-08-25T22:52:30","slug":"the-body-invisible-a-portrait-of-marsden-hartley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.portlandmonthly.com\/portmag\/the-body-invisible-a-portrait-of-marsden-hartley\/","title":{"rendered":"The Body Invisible: A Portrait of Marsden Hartley"},"content":{"rendered":"

September 2016 | view this story as a .pdf<\/a><\/p>\n

Examining the modernist master from unseen angles.<\/span><\/h3>\n

From Dan Kany<\/span><\/p>\n

\"SEPT16-Marsden-Hartley\"Marsden Hartley (1877-1943) is seen by many as America\u2019s greatest artist to have participated in the awakening dawn of modernist painting. Hartley had solo exhibitions at Alfred Steiglitz\u2019s pioneering New York gallery and was introduced by Steiglitz to Gertrude Stein\u2019s circle in Paris, including Picasso and the others who have headlined art history. Hartley was featured in the all-important 1913 Armory Show that introduced fully-blossomed modernism to America. Not only did he participate in the modernist circle of Paris, in Berlin he became a friend and colleague of the Russians Franz Marc and Wassily Kandinsky, the great painterly spiritualist and pioneer of abstraction.<\/span><\/p>\n

More famously, during his time in Berlin, Hartley met Prussian lieutenant Karl von Freyburg, who became the love of his life. Von Freyburg was the cousin of Hartley\u2019s friend Arnold Ronnebeck, and he was the subject of Hartley\u2019s best-known paintings\u2013the Portrait of a German Officer<\/em><\/strong> series\u2013after von Freyburg was killed in battle in October 1914. These paintings feature bold and bright presentations not of the man but his regalia\u2013his associated symbols and markers of military pageantry. <\/span><\/p>\n

Early Years<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Born in Lewiston as Edmund Hartley (he later took his mother\u2019s maiden name, Marsden), the painter had a tough and lonely life as a young man in Maine. The youngest of nine children to immigrant parents, his mother died when he was eight years old. At age 14, he was left behind for a year to work in a factory when his family moved to Ohio. But Hartley persevered. He enrolled at the Cleveland School of Art. And at 22, he moved to New York to study under William Merritt Chase. There, he attended the New York School of Art and then the National Academy of Design.<\/span><\/p>\n

From 1912 to 1916, Hartley lived and worked in Europe, returning because of WWI. He went back to Europe from 1921 to 1930. In 1937, after time spent working in New York, New Mexico, California, and Canada, Hartley came home to become, as he proclaimed, \u201cthe painter of Maine.\u201d He painted mostly around Lovell, Corea, and Ellsworth, where he died in 1943.<\/span><\/p>\n

A particularly vivid chapter of Hartley\u2019s life was the time he spent in Nova Scotia in 1935 and 1936 living with the Masons, a fishing family of East Point Island. Hartley, an able poet and writer, penned Cleophas<\/em> and His Own: A North Atlantic Tragedy<\/em>, a story based the Masons. But it is the paintings from and about this period that have become ever more poignant and piercing.<\/span><\/p>\n

Seen and Unseen<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

There is no question Hartley\u2019s homosexuality played a role in his art. The extent to which it was closeted, coded, or crucial, however, is less clear. For example, it is easy to project erotic content in Hartley\u2019s depictions of the boxer\u2013the Acadian Light Heavy<\/em><\/strong>\u2013who modeled for classes he taught in Bangor. But we need to consider these as depictions associated with a figurative art class, and, more importantly, within the context of Hartley\u2019s notion of beauty. Just because he depicted the Mason boys as beautiful doesn\u2019t mean Hartley, who was in his late 50s when he knew them, was creating homoerotic depictions of them. Two of the Mason family\u2019s boys and their cousin, in fact, drowned, an event that reopened the deep wounds in Hartley\u2019s soul. Not only had he lost the love of his life, but his friend Hart Crane had committed suicide in 1932 by jumping off a ship after he had sustained a horrific beating apparently because of unwelcome advances towards one of the ship\u2019s crew.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Eight Bells Folly: Memorial to Hart Crane<\/em><\/strong> (top left, previous page) depicts a sailing ship with \u201c33\u201d on the sails (a reference to Hart\u2019s age when he died) and several references to \u201ceight bells,\u201d which stands for noon, the hour Crane committed suicide. There is a also a large shark in the foreground, an apparent painting reference to John Singleton Copley\u2019s early 1778 masterpiece Watson and the Shark<\/em> with its notion of terror and the specter of violence moving towards a vulnerable young man. What is missing from the symbol-laden image is a depiction of Crane. In fact, this is a theme with Hartley. Despite the beautiful corporeal presence of the boxer and the Canadian fishermen, Hartley\u2019s most important \u201cportraits\u201d of his gay colleagues depict them indirectly: Hartley\u2019s seminal Portrait of a German Officer<\/em><\/strong> (pictured previous page) paintings follow a cubist path of semiotic symbolism to refer to his lover, and his portrait 1916 of Gertrude Stein, One Portrait One Woman<\/em><\/strong>, recently on view at the Bowdoin College Museum of Art\u2019s This is a Portrait if I Say So<\/em> exhibition, similarly renders its subject poetically through symbols rather than depicted resemblance: It\u2019s a portrait, but there is no picture of a person.<\/span><\/p>\n

In other words, Hartley\u2019s portrait of homosexuality appears as the body invisible: a coded identity, or, rather, identity as code. Moreover, it is this insight about painting that made Hartley the greatest interpreter of Picasso\u2019s and Braque\u2019s late cubism, possibly the first person to fully grasp the implications of synthetic cubism. With his German Officer paintings, we can say Hartley paved the way for Magritte\u2019s iconic 1948 The Treachery of Images<\/em><\/strong> in which a depiction of a pipe reads \u201cThis is not a pipe.\u201d Of course it\u2019s not a pipe, we now see: It is a depiction of a pipe. It is a picture, not the thing itself\u2013and pictures are simply sets of codes.<\/p>\n

Making of a Master<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Was Hartley\u2019s inverted body (\u201cinvert\u201d was a term of the time for homosexual) the body invisible? Instead of the stoic heroic, Hartley showed us the beauty of the young men sacrificed to work and war\u2013recognizing beauty as the necessary backdrop for tragedy. Hartley had admonished Crane for his dangerously unguarded cruising of the streets of New York. Straight hipsters now sometimes brag of their prowess with \u201cgaydar\u201d (that ability to \u2018tell\u2019) while missing the point that remaining sufficiently coded and camouflaged was, at times, an issue of life and death. This insight may have been why Hartley was able to fully understand the deepest implications of cubism based on the idea that painterly language is a set of legible codes. In other words, Hartley\u2019s need for the body invisible may have set \u201cthe painter of Maine\u201d precisely on the path to becoming America\u2019s greatest modernist painter.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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