John Ruskin Self-portrait, 1861 |
A little over a hundred years ago, on January 20, 1900, the British artist, Walter
Richard Sickert rushed into a men's' club in London brandishing the evening
newspaper crying , "Ruskin's dead! Ruskin's dead!" He then collapsed into a
chair with the words, "Thank God, Ruskin's dead! Give me a cigarette!" It was
the end of an era as well as the end of a century. Actually the writer and art
critic, John Ruskin had already been dead from a literary standpoint for some
eleven years, suffering from progressive dementia, but his actual death just
twenty days into the new century seemed symbolically a fitting close to the
Victorian era which did officially end a year later with the death of the
82-year-old monarch.
The Garden of San Miniato near Florence, 1845, John Ruskin |
Ironically, John Ruskin was born in London in 1819, the same year as his
beloved Queen Victoria. His father was a prosperous wine maker, his mother a
devout evangelical Protestant. His father collected art and encouraged his son's
literary bent while his mother dedicated herself to seeing that her son
dedicated himself to becoming an Anglican bishop. His father's interests won
out. Schooled at home until the age of twelve, early on he showed a talent for
drawing as well as writing. He published his first poem at the age of eleven,
his first prose when he was fifteen. He began watercolor lessons when he was
sixteen. When he was seventeen, his mother accompanied him to Oxford where he
studied art and literature. By then he was an accomplished watercolorist who
later did much to popularize his chosen medium.
J.M.W. Turner Self-portrait, 1799 |
Effie Gray, 1851, Thomas Richmond |
In 1848, Ruskin married Euphemia "Effie" Gray. By all accounts it was a disaster from the first night. In 1854, she obtained a scandalous annulment charging a failure, to consummate their marriage (attested to by a physical examination). Despite the public ridicule stemming from the proceedings, Ruskin never challenged the claim. A year later, with Ruskin's eager acquiescence, Effie modeled for, and later married their good friend, the Pre-Raphaelite painter, John Everett Millais, with whom she later had eight children.
Order of Release, 1853, John Everett Millais. The woman is Effie Ruskin. |
Ruskin was something of an artist, and certainly a very vocal and insightful art critic, but we would be remiss in discussing him if we were to limit him to these two areas. Ruskin was a social critic as well, and as he grew older, a forceful writer for socialist causes. Many socialists in England, in fact, well into the 20th century, were much more influenced by his writings than those of Karl Marx. And unlike many other critics of his time, Ruskin's art criticism was always couched in a social context, believing that art was the province of every man, not just the social elite. He was the champion of the single craftsman and the burgeoning Arts and Crafts movement in England at the time; and though a forceful defender in his writings of the lower-class factory workers themselves, he was a loud, even vicious critic of the factories in which they worked and those of his own class who profited from their labors.
Nocturne in Black and Gold: The Falling Rocket, 1875, James McNeill Whistler, Ruskin: "...flinging a pot of paint in the public's face." |
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