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Summerguide 2014 | view this story as a .pdf<\/a><\/p>\n

Leave it to Chansonetta Stanley<\/strong> to capture magical realism while her brothers were out back building cars.<\/h3>\n

By Claire Z. Cramer<\/em><\/p>\n

\"Under-Exposed\"<\/a>The Stanley family of Kingfield is remembered today for the Stanley Motor Carriage Company, manufacturers of steam-powered vehicles between 1902 and 1924 that became known as Stanley Steamers. Twin-brother inventors Francis E. (1849-1918) and Freelan O. (1849-1940) Stanley were Renaissance men. Beyond the cars, they built violins, innovated dry-plate photography (Eastman Kodak bought out their process), and refined the patent for the airbrush.<\/p>\n

Their talented sister, Chansonetta (1858-1937), is much less remembered despite the impressive body of work she produced. Her photographs are almost otherworldly in their strangeness and rudely stare at the viewer, verging on the postmodern with a faint whiff of the occult. Among her admirers was legendary photographer Berenice Abbott, who wrote the introduction to Chansonetta: The Life and Photographs of Chansonetta Stanley Emmons, 1858 to 1937, <\/em>written by Marius B. P\u00e9ladeau and published by Maine Antique Digest in 1977.<\/p>\n

\u201cI thought one or two may be lucky accidents,\u201d writes Abbott, \u201cbut no\u2013on looking further, they were not. Here was consistency\u2013the sensitive, restless eye.\u201d<\/p>\n

The Stanley Museum, established in Kingfield in 1981 to \u201cpreserve the heritage of the Stanley family genius,\u201d has most of Chansonetta\u2019s surviving photographic legacy.<\/p>\n

Portrait of the Artist as a Young Rebel<\/strong><\/p>\n

At age 18, Chansonetta was sent to the Western State Normal School in Farmington (what is now UMF), which the twins had attended before her, to study to become a teacher. Instead, she discovered fine art, left school, and willfully went her own way, first teaching drawing in the Kingfield area. By her 20s, she was teaching art in Boston schools and studying painting. In 1887, she married James Emmons, an apparently unsuccessful shoe salesman. Bankrolled by her brothers, who were by this time wealthy from their inventions, the Emmonses lived in a Victorian mansion in Dorchester, Massachusetts, and had one child, Dorothy, in 1891. Chansonetta took up photography seriously, extensively chronicling her domestic life and, on a trip south to the Carolinas with Dorothy in 1897, produced images of the people and scenes she encountered en route, which she turned into a photo album.<\/p>\n

James Emmons died suddenly of blood poisoning in 1899; his widow and daughter downsized to a duplex in Newton. In the ensuing years, they spent time in Kingfield. With Dorothy driving, the two of them toured New England in cars supplied by F.O. These were \u201cFords, not Stanleys,\u201d says archivist Jim Merrick at the Stanley Museum. Which \u201cwould seem to be a strange choice for a steam-car manufacturer, but they were fairly solid, utilitarian vehicles\u2013and more modestly priced. A Stanley would have cost five times as much.\u201d<\/p>\n

The mother and daughter\u2019s auto travels resulted in supernaturally ravishing images of people and the rural countryside as we upshifted from life in the 19th century to the 20th. Chansonetta\u2019s photographs were carefully staged\u2013due to the long exposures required\u2013and painterly, but not sentimental. She meticulously colorized some of these glass plates; her artistic training is evident in black-and-white images that seem transformed into paintings. Biographer P\u00e9ladeau writes that she \u201ccaptured on film a rapidly changing America,\u201d and compares her to her contemporary, novelist Sarah Orne Jewett, for her laser insights into the soul of \u201cthe undaunted Yankee.\u201d<\/p>\n

Berenice Abbott: \u201cHere is living proof of a true photographer whose eye and brain react naturally to the old familiar, the now, the importance of life under our very noses. It is inherent in the medium that photographers see significance in ordinary happenings.\u201d<\/p>\n

Chansonetta earned a bit of income from her photography, from painting colored miniatures, and giving slide lectures. A few photographs were published in Country Life <\/em>and included in an exhibit at Boston Museum of Fine Arts in 1927. She produced a book, The Old Table Chair<\/em>, which was reprinted in 2009 by the Stanley Museum. A woman photographer in those days was unusual but not unheard of. But in Chansonetta\u2019s case, her brothers continued to provide support, which freed her for the rest of her life to explore photography without needing to seek commissions like a commercial photographer, or working much at all. Archivist Merrick says, \u201cAs far as we can tell, Chansonetta and Dorothy lived rather comfortably.\u201d<\/p>\n

Although F.O. and F.E. (until his death) were in effect patrons of her art, Chansonetta\u2019s circumstances may have been modest, according to research by Shawn Michelle Smith, a professor at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago. \u201cLetters suggest that money was tight, and at times family relations were strained,\u201d she writes.<\/p>\n

After Chansonetta\u2019s death in 1937, Dorothy\u2019s trove of her mother\u2019s photographic negatives and glass plates was nearly lost. Dorothy\u2019s husband, Irl Whitchurch, became annoyed by space required to store the boxes of glass plates and prints.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe story I heard is that he called a younger Stanley descendent [Raymond W. Stanley, Chansonetta\u2019s nephew] and said, \u2018If you want any of this stuff, come and get it or it\u2019s going to the dump,\u2019\u201d says Cally Gurley, Director of Special Collections at the University of New England in Portland. \u201cWe think probably all of it was rescued because the boxes of glass plates, each with its own\u00a0 paper sleeve, that they transported to their slide shows were saved.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jim Merrick says, \u201cWhitchurch also sold numerous prints and donated a group of 50 prints to the Colby College Museum of Art. Another substantial collection of Chansonetta\u2019s work was discovered in the Farmington Public Library where they were apparently transferred for safekeeping.\u201d<\/p>\n

It was in 1977 that Chansonetta\u2019s work was brought to light, which led to the P\u00e9ladeau biography and the attention of Berenice Abbott and others.<\/p>\n

In 2000, the Portland Museum of Art held a spring exhibition of \u201cRecollected Images\u2013Chansonetta Stanley Emmons.\u201d<\/p>\n

Hundreds of Chansonetta Stanley Emmons\u2019s prints and glass slides have been on long-term loan from the Stanley Museum to the University of New England since 2007. \u201cWe offer a setting for scholars to be able to study them here,\u201d says Cally Gurley.<\/p>\n

Chansonetta\u2019s devoted daughter Dorothy Stanley Emmons Whitchurch became a painter; some of her paintings are on exhibit at the Stanley Museum. Dorothy died in 1960.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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