Pierre Mignard Self-portrait, ca. 1635 |
In American politics we call them Republicans and Democrats. On a broader, more
international political spectrum, they're called conservatives and liberals. In
art they've gone by names such as Academicians and Avant-garde or, before that,
the Poussinistes and the Rubenistes, and in the 20th century, the Realists and
the Expressionists. Regardless of the game, or the playing field, or the season,
it seems there have always been two sides to every issue. Dating back at least
as far as Plato and Aristotle, we find, on the one hand, those defending age old
traditions, values, procedures, and styles. And on the opposite side, those in
search of the new and unique, the daring, the exciting, and the liberating. Like
a ticking clock, the pendulum of time and temperament swings between the two as
tastes expand and contract, the old dies off and the new grows old. Politics,
art, history, mankind in general, breathes in and out, expanding and
contracting, in effect a massive human social organism in which we are all
single cells, and which, barring catastrophe, lives on forever.
Cardinal Richelieu in Three Views, ca. 1640, Philippe de Champaigne |
In 17th century France, a century before they began calling themselves
the Poussinistes and the Rubenistes, there had long been a conservative and a
liberal element in French Art. The conservatives, with the help of Cardinal
Richelieu (left), founded the French Academy in 1635. To oversimplify a complex
artistic and political milieu, this organization, though made up mostly of
painters, considered drawing to be the highest art. In the broadest sense, their
paintings were simply colored drawings. Opposing them were a much more loosely
organized group consisting of domestic and imported artists who had studied in
Italy. There, the expressive use of color was much more dominant, perhaps as a
result of the Italian love of fresco painting (in which drawn lines were
merely "suggestions" as to where an artist might apply paint). Besides the
strong use of colour, their art was marked by a striking sense of drama,
brilliant light, grand scale, daring composition, and dynamic movement.
Michelangelo was, to them, like a god. These we would call the liberals. Pierre
Mignard was a liberal.
Altarpiece, Church of S. Carlo alle Quattro Fontane, Rome, ca. 1637, Pierre Mignard |
Pierre Mignard was born in Troyes, in 1612. His older brother, Nicholas, also
became a painter in Avignon. In his formative years as an artist, Pierre studied
in Paris under both Simon Vouet and Jean Boucher (not to be confused with 18th century Rococo artist François Boucher). In the studio of Vouet he met fellow student Charles le Brun. In 1635, the same year the French Academy was founded, Mignard grabbed an opportunity to study in Rome. Le Brun, on the other hand, remained in Paris, joined the Academy, and later became its president. Meanwhile Mignard studied and painted in Rome or traveled about Italy for more than twenty years, familiarizing himself with all the Italian "schools," working in fresco, painting portraits, and making quite a name for himself in both pursuits. He found himself painting three popes. But it was his frescoes in the church of S. Carlo alle Quattro Fontane (above, right) that brought him to the attention of Louis XIV back in France.
The Heavenly Glory, 1663, Pierre Mignard |
One of Mignard's more vainglorious renditions of the exceedingly vainglorious Louis XIV, 1672 |
Summoned back to Paris by his king in 1657, Mignard became the court painter. He was to paint his close friend the king as many as ten times over the remaining years of their lives. But he refused to join the Academy and instead fell in with the social group of Racine, Boileau, la Fontaine, and the poet
Moliere--all critics of the Academy and its president, (and now Mignard's rival) Charles le Brun. In 1663, Mignard's name and reputation were forever "plastered" into French art when he was awarded the commission to decorate the dome of the Val-de-Grace (above). It was then, and now, the largest fresco in the world. Composed of the Blessed Trinity encircled by a throng of over 200 colossal figures representing apostles, evangelists, confessors, founders of various religious orders, holy kings, and an assortment of other saints and church notables peering down from Paradise, this apotheosis formula, while somewhat trite by Italian standards, was nonetheless new and quite impressive in Paris. Mignard completed the work in just eight months. And, while modern day critics might crack, "Yes, and it looks like it too," the court, the clergy, the critics, even the French Academy of his day, had nothing but praise for Mignard's efforts.
Old friends, bitter rivals, Charles le Brun and Pierre Mignard (right) in an etching by le Brun. |
The polarizing dichotomy of drawing versus painting nonetheless continued in
Paris despite Mignard's immense popularity. His work was firmly grounded in the
Italian Renaissance style as filtered through Mannerist interpretation and
bridged the gap between the Mannerist and the Baroque eras, bringing an
influential mix of the two to French art. And in so doing, it challenged the
dry, academic traditions of the home-grown variety. In 1690, Charles le Brun
died. And upon his death, in what could only be called a startling apotheosis of
his own, Mignard was, in one day, welcomed into the Academy as an associate
member, then solemnly elected a full member, rector, director, and finally,
chancellor (replacing le Brun) of the same conservative, authoritarian
institution he had so long opposed. It was a position he was to hold for just
five years, during which time the two opposing philosophies of art became an
internal academic conflict that was to go on for another two centuries. In 1695,
while working on a painting in which he himself appears, St. Luke Painting
the Blessed Virgin, Mignard died, literally with a brush in his hand. He was
84.
St. Luke Painting the Blessed Virgin, 1695, Pierre Mignard, seen in the background holding brushes, his final work. (Notice the difference in size of the saint's feet.) |
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