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Théophile Steinlen’s Le Chat Noir Poster Art (1896)

Le Chat Noir (you prob­a­bly don’t need that trans­lat­ing!) was a 19th cen­tu­ry night­club in the bohemi­an dis­trict of Mont­martre in Paris. It opened in 1881 at 84 Boule­vard de Roche­chouart by the impre­sario Rodolphe Salis, and closed, after a six­teen year glo­ry peri­od, in 1897, not long after Salis’ death. It is thought to be the first mod­ern cabaret: a night­club where the patrons sat at tables and drank alco­holic bev­er­ages whilst being enter­tained by a vari­ety show on stage and a mas­ter of cer­e­monies.

Le Chat Noir soon became pop­u­lar with poets, singers and musi­cians, since it offered an ide­al venue and oppor­tu­ni­ty to prac­tice their acts in front of fel­low per­form­ers and guests. Famous men and women of an artis­tic bent began to patro­n­ise the club, includ­ing poet Paul Ver­laine, can-can dancer Jane Avril, com­posers Claude Debussy and Erik Satie, artists Paul Signac and Hen­ri de Toulouse-Lautrec, and many oth­ers from the move­ments of sym­bol­ism and the avant garde.

The cabaret also pub­lished a week­ly mag­a­zine (also called Le Chat Noir), fea­tur­ing lit­er­ary writ­ings, poet­ry, polit­i­cal satire, and news from the cabaret and the local art scene. The icon­ic poster art, which most peo­ple will recog­nise (and a few may even have it in mag­net form on their fridge) was by Swiss Art Nou­veau artist and print­mak­er, Théophile Steinlen.

Yep, my fridge!

Steinlen was in his ear­ly twen­ties and still devel­op­ing his skills as a painter when he was encour­aged by fel­low Swiss artist François Bocion to move to the artis­tic com­mu­ni­ty of Mont­martre. Once there, Steinlen was intro­duced to the crowd at Le Chat Noir, which led to com­mis­sions to do poster art for them and oth­er com­mer­cial enter­pris­es. Here’s a selec­tion of his poster art, start­ing with the famous La Tournée du Chat Noir (pro­duced for when Salis took his cabaret show on tour). All Stein­len’s posters have an endur­ing appeal, and I’d bet that all of them are famil­iar to you.

Théophile Steinlen

 

Sir Henry Raeburn’s The Skating Minister (1790)

Sev­er­al times, in a for­mer job role, I had occa­sion to trav­el by train to Edinburgh’s Waver­ley Sta­tion and from thence to our site in Liv­ingston, where I would do my thing, stay overnight, and make the return jour­ney home the next day. Although usu­al­ly the booked train tick­ets allowed lit­tle room for extracur­ric­u­lar activ­i­ties, there was one occa­sion on which I man­aged to engi­neer a cou­ple of spare hours to vis­it Edinburgh’s Nation­al Gallery. It’s a five-minute walk from Waver­ley Sta­tion, past the Wal­ter Scott mon­u­ment and along Princes Street Gar­dens, and it is well worth the effort.

One of the more unusu­al of its col­lec­tion is Hen­ry Raeburn’s The Skat­ing Min­is­ter. Paint­ed around 1790, it depicts the Rev­erend Robert Walk­er, min­is­ter at Edinburgh’s Canon­gate Kirk, skat­ing on Dud­dingston Loch. It was prac­ti­cal­ly unknown until 1949 (when it was acquired), but has since become some­thing of an icon of Scot­tish cul­ture, paint­ed as it was dur­ing the Scot­tish Enlight­en­ment. It is today rare for Dud­dingston Loch to be suf­fi­cient­ly frozen for skat­ing, but in the Lit­tle Ice Age that encom­passed the 18th cen­tu­ry, the loch was the favourite meet­ing place of the Edin­burgh Skat­ing Club, of whom Robert Walk­er was a promi­nent mem­ber.

Sir Hen­ry Rae­burn was Edinburgh’s own, too. Born in Stock­bridge, a for­mer vil­lage now part of Edin­burgh, he was respon­si­ble for some thou­sand por­traits of Scotland’s great and good. He was dis­in­clined to leave his native land and, as a result, his renown in Scot­land is not matched in Eng­land where the names of Joshua Reynolds and Thomas Gains­bor­ough dom­i­nate the por­trai­ture of the peri­od. But in the Scot­tish Nation­al Gallery, he is far from for­got­ten, and his Skat­ing Min­is­ter will remain a firm favourite there for years to come.

 

Artemisia Gentileschi’s Judith Slaying Holofernes (1620)

The first mem­ber of the artis­tic Gen­tileschi fam­i­ly that I became aware of was the Ital­ian Baroque artist, Orazio Gen­tileschi, whose Rest on the Flight to Egypt I came across a few years back in Vienna’s mag­nif­i­cent Kun­sthis­torisches Muse­um. How­ev­er, as acclaimed as Orazio was, it is his daugh­ter, Artemisia, whose name has come down to us today bear­ing the most crit­i­cal acclaim, and not just because she is cham­pi­oned as a woman who thrived in a man’s world, but also because she was lit­er­al­ly a bril­liant and accom­plished world-class artist.

Artemisia flour­ished in the first half of the 17th cen­tu­ry, work­ing in her father’s work­shop in Rome but also lat­er work­ing in Flo­rence, Venice, Naples and even in Lon­don where both she and her father had a spell work­ing as court painters for Charles I not long before the out­break of the Eng­lish Civ­il War. She spe­cial­ized in paint­ing nat­u­ral­is­tic pic­tures of strong and suf­fer­ing women from myth, alle­go­ry, and the Bible — Susan­na and the Elders, Judith Slay­ing Holofernes, Delilah, Salome, Bathshe­ba, Lucre­tia, Cleopa­tra, Jael, Mary Mag­da­lene…

Her works are con­vinc­ing depic­tions of the female fig­ure, any­where between nude and ful­ly clothed, and she clear­ly had a won­der­ful tal­ent for han­dling colour and build­ing depth. Her Judith Slay­ing Holofernes, paint­ed between 1614 and 1620, is a dra­mat­ic piece of art the­atre. It depicts the scene of Judith behead­ing Holofernes, an episode tak­en from the apoc­ryphal Book of Judith in the Old Tes­ta­ment, in which the Assyr­i­an gen­er­al Holofernes is assas­si­nat­ed by the Israelite hero­ine Judith. The paint­ing shows the moment when Judith, helped by her maid­ser­vant, beheads the gen­er­al after he has fall­en asleep drunk. Artemisia was just sev­en­teen when she paint­ed this, so pre­co­cious was her tal­ent.

That she was a woman paint­ing in the sev­en­teenth cen­tu­ry is wor­thy of note, of course (how much more art would exist today had tal­ent­ed female artists, the ones that were less con­nect­ed or gut­sy than Artemisia, been allowed to express them­selves?). But pure­ly on her work alone she was one of the most pro­gres­sive and expres­sive painters of her gen­er­a­tion, and that was a gen­er­a­tion that was already rich in artists inspired and flour­ish­ing in the foot­steps of Car­avag­gio. As it hap­pens, she is due to be com­mem­o­rat­ed this spring in a ret­ro­spec­tive exhi­bi­tion at London’s Nation­al Gallery. I’ll be there, hope­ful­ly!

Gustave Caillebotte’s The Floor Scrapers (1875)

Many lead­ing artists in mid-19th cen­tu­ry France liked to test their artis­tic skills by depict­ing farm work­ers and peas­ants at toil in the coun­try­side – Courbet’s The Stone Break­ers (1850) and Millet’s The Glean­ers (1857), for exam­ple.

As the cen­tu­ry wore on, some artists began to explore the con­cept of men and women at work in urban set­tings – Manet’s The Road-Menders in the Rue de Berne (1878) springs to mind, as does Women Iron­ing (1884) by Degas. Of this genre, a per­son­al favourite of mine comes from Gus­tave Caille­botte and is called The Floor Scrap­ers (Les Rabo­teurs de Par­quet).

It depicts three top­less men work­ing on hands and knees, scrap­ing away at a par­quet floor in a Parisian apart­ment (thought to be Caille­bot­te’s own stu­dio). The com­po­si­tion is doc­u­men­tary-style, focus­ing on the actions and tech­niques of the floor-scrap­ers. Day­light enters the room from a win­dow on the far wall and gloss­es the smooth floor­boards with a white sheen. There are sev­er­al floor-scrap­ing tools as well as an opened bot­tle of (pre­sum­ably cheap) wine. The diag­o­nal align­ment of the floor­boards is off­set by the rec­tan­gu­lar pan­els on the far wall and by the curlicue motif of the iron grill on the win­dow and the wood shav­ings that lit­ter the floor. It is a mas­ter­piece of real­ist paint­ing.

His piece was per­fect­ly in keep­ing with aca­d­e­m­ic tra­di­tions, in terms of its per­spec­tive and the mod­el­ling and posi­tion­ing of the nude tor­sos of the work­ers. How­ev­er, despite this, the paint­ing was reject­ed at the 1875 Salon because of its ‘vul­gar’ real­ism. There’s no account­ing for taste. So Caille­botte threw his lot in with the Impres­sion­ists and exhib­it­ed it at the Impres­sion­ist Exhi­bi­tion of 1876.

These days, The Floor Scrap­ers is held in the Musée d’Or­say, although when I vis­it­ed, a few years ago, I was dis­ap­point­ed to find it was not on dis­play – you can’t win ‘em all (and I’ll just have to vis­it again when next in Paris)!

Katsushika Hokusai’s Ejiri In Suruga Province (c.1830)

The Edo peri­od in Japan was a 250 year peri­od of sta­bil­i­ty, last­ing between 1603 and 1868, when the coun­try was under the rule of the Toku­gawa shogu­nate. It was a rich time for the devel­op­ment of Japan­ese cul­ture and saw the devel­op­ment of Japan­ese cul­tur­al themes recog­nis­able today like kabu­ki the­atre, Geisha girls, sumo wrestling and ukiyo‑e wood­block print art.

Ukiyo‑e trans­lates as “pic­tures of the float­ing world” and referred to the hedo­nis­tic lifestyle preva­lent in the plea­sure dis­tricts of Edo (mod­ern-day Tokyo). Thus, we see a vari­ety of erot­ic themes in this art, but also plen­ty of land­scapes, flo­ra and fau­na, and scenes from his­to­ry and folk tales. A famous pro­po­nent of ukiyo‑e was Kat­sushi­ka Hoku­sai (1760–1849), best known for his wood­block print series Thir­ty-six Views of Mount Fuji which includes the inter­na­tion­al­ly icon­ic print, The Great Wave off Kana­gawa.

Hoku­sai cre­at­ed the Thir­ty-Six Views both as a response to a domes­tic trav­el boom and as part of a per­son­al obses­sion with Mount Fuji. The series depicts Mount Fuji from dif­fer­ent loca­tions and in var­i­ous sea­sons and weath­er con­di­tions. It was this series, and specif­i­cal­ly The Great Wave print, that secured Hokusai’s fame both in Japan and over­seas. They are won­der­ful­ly sim­ple yet evoca­tive pieces.

The series was pro­duced from around 1830 to 1832, when Hoku­sai was in his sev­en­ties and at the height of his career. As well as The Great Wave, you may also recog­nise Rain­storm Beneath the Sum­mit and Fine Wind, Clear Morn­ing. My per­son­al favourite, how­ev­er, is Ejiri in Suru­ga Province: a sud­den gust of wind takes some trav­ellers by sur­prise, blow­ing away the hat of a man who tries in vain to catch it. Bits of paper whirl away from a woman’s back­pack and scat­ter into the air. The woman’s wind-tossed cloth cov­ers her face, and the tall tree in the fore­ground los­es its leaves. Oth­er trav­ellers face the wind, crouch­ing low to avoid it and cling­ing to their hats. Fuji, mean­while, stands white and unshak­en, affect­ed nei­ther by the wind nor the human dra­ma.

Ejiri in Suru­ga Province

Cyril Power’s The Tube Train (1934)

In 2013 the Lon­don Under­ground cel­e­brat­ed its sesqui­cen­ten­ni­al, and to mark that mile­stone, the Lon­don Trans­port Muse­um launched “Poster Art 150”, a selec­tion of the best posters from 150 years of Lon­don Under­ground mar­ket­ing, every­thing from this from 1905…

…to this from 1998…

One of the many artists and design­ers who con­tributed to the Lon­don Underground’s cam­paigns hap­pened to be one of the pio­neers and lead­ing expo­nents of the linocut in Eng­land: one Cyril Pow­er.

In 1925, along with fel­low artists Sybil Andrews, Iain McNab and Claude Flight, Pow­er had co-found­ed the Grosvenor School of Mod­ern Art in War­wick Square, Lon­don. He became the prin­ci­pal lec­tur­er and Sybil Andrews became school sec­re­tary. Pow­er taught aes­thet­ics in archi­tec­ture; McNab taught wood­cut, and Claude Flight ran class­es in linocut­ting, the print­mak­ing tech­nique that is a vari­ant of wood­cut in which a sheet of linoleum is used for the relief sur­face. Soon, the school achieved a name for itself and it began to attract stu­dents from as far afield as Aus­tralia and New Zealand.

Cyril Pow­er and Sybil Andrews them­selves attend­ed Flight’s class­es and became adept linocut artists. They began co-author­ing prints togeth­er, and mount­ed a series of exhi­bi­tions which attract­ed con­sid­er­able inter­est. In 1930, they estab­lished a stu­dio in Ham­mer­smith close to the Riv­er Thames, a loca­tion which inspired many prints by both artists, such as The Eight by Cyril Pow­er and Bring­ing in the Boat by Sybil Andrews (both in the gallery below). Then, begin­ning in 1932, the Under­ground Elec­tric Rail­ways Com­pa­ny of Lon­don (as the Lon­don Under­ground was then) com­mis­sioned a series of posters, includ­ing Pow­er’s Tube Sta­tion (1932) and The Tube Train (1934).

Pow­er’s linocuts explored the speed, move­ment, and flow of mod­ern urban Lon­don, and you can clear­ly dis­cern the move­ment and ener­gy in his prints. It’s no sur­prise that one of his favourite sub­jects was the Lon­don Under­ground, a sym­bol of the mod­ern indus­tri­al age. Let’s look at Pow­er’s vibrant Tube linocuts and a selec­tion of oth­er linocuts by both him and Sybil Andrews.

The Tube Train (1934)

More Cyril Pow­er Linocuts…

…and a selec­tion of Sybil Andrews linocuts…

 

Otto Dix’s Metropolis Tryptych (1928)

The peri­od, in Ger­many, between the end of World War I in 1918 and Hitler’s rise to pow­er in 1933 is a fas­ci­nat­ing one: there was a rapid emer­gence of inno­va­tion in the arts and sci­ences, embod­ied in the term “Weimar cul­ture” (after the Weimar Repub­lic, which was the unof­fi­cial des­ig­na­tion for the Ger­man state at that time).

Lumi­nar­ies in the sci­ences dur­ing the peri­od includ­ed Albert Ein­stein, Wern­er Heisen­berg and Max Born; Wal­ter Gropius was busy invent­ing mod­ern archi­tec­ture and design with the Bauhaus move­ment; Lud­wig Prandtl was pio­neer­ing aero­nau­ti­cal engi­neer­ing. In the arts, Ger­man Expres­sion­ism was reach­ing its peak: Fritz Lang’s Metrop­o­lis expressed the pub­lic’s fas­ci­na­tion with futur­ism and tech­nol­o­gy; con­cert halls were begin­ning to hear the aton­al, mod­ern exper­i­men­tal music of Kurt Weill and Arnold Schoen­berg, whilst Bertolt Brecht was shak­ing up the the­atre.

How­ev­er, 1920s Berlin also had a dark under­bel­ly and a rep­u­ta­tion for deca­dence. There was a sig­nif­i­cant rise in pros­ti­tu­tion, drug use, and crime. The cabaret scene, as doc­u­ment­ed by Britain’s Christo­pher Ish­er­wood in his nov­el Good­bye to Berlin (which was even­tu­al­ly adapt­ed into the musi­cal movie, Cabaret), was emblem­at­ic of Berlin’s deca­dence. Many of the painters, sculp­tors, com­posers, archi­tects, play­wrights, and film­mak­ers asso­ci­at­ed with the time would be the same ones whose art would lat­er be denounced as “degen­er­ate art” (Entartete Kun­st) by Adolf Hitler.

A new cul­tur­al move­ment start­ed around this time, how­ev­er – named New Objec­tiv­i­ty (Neue Sach­lichkeit). Its mem­bers turned away from the roman­tic ideals of Ger­man Expres­sion­ism and adopt­ed instead an unsen­ti­men­tal per­spec­tive on the harsh real­i­ties of Ger­man soci­ety. A lead­ing mem­ber of this move­ment was Otto Dix, and it is his paint­ings – satir­i­cal and at times sav­age — that I’m show­cas­ing here. He wished to por­tray the decay of the post-war life; thus, fre­quent themes include the pros­ti­tutes and down­trod­den of Berlin, their defects exag­ger­at­ed to the point of car­i­ca­ture. He also paint­ed many of the promi­nent char­ac­ters from his milieu, in a style influ­enced by the dadaism and cubism art move­ments.

Here is a small selec­tion of his art from the Weimar years, begin­ning with his 1928 tryp­tych, Metrop­o­lis (Großs­tadt), which incor­po­rat­ed crip­pled war vet­er­ans, pros­ti­tutes, musi­cians, dancers, and night club rev­ellers into its three-pan­el indict­ment of con­tem­po­rary Berlin life. Inci­den­tal­ly, when the Nazis came to pow­er, Dix had to promise to paint only inof­fen­sive land­scapes: that must have been excru­ci­at­ing for him!

Otto Dix

Tipu’s Tiger (c. 1790)

Between 1767 and 1799 there was a series of wars fought between the British East India Com­pa­ny and the King­dom of Mysore, all part of the ongo­ing strug­gle of the British to con­sol­i­date domin­ion in the Indi­an sub­con­ti­nent and lay the ground for what would become the British Empire. The Fourth, and last, Anglo-Mysore War cul­mi­nat­ed in 1799 with the deci­sive defeat and death of Tipu Sul­tan, the ruler of the Mysore­ans, at the siege of his cap­i­tal, Seringa­p­atam.

Dur­ing the sub­se­quent plun­der of Tipu’s palace, East India Com­pa­ny troops came across an unusu­al and intrigu­ing mechan­i­cal toy in a room giv­en over to musi­cal instru­ments. It was a carved and paint­ed wood­en tiger sav­aging a near life-size Euro­pean man. Con­cealed inside the tiger’s body, behind a hinged flap, was an organ which could be oper­at­ed by the turn­ing of a han­dle next to it. This simul­ta­ne­ous­ly made the man’s arm lift up and down and pro­duced nois­es intend­ed to imi­tate his dying moans and the growls of the tiger. A piece more emblem­at­ic of the Sultan’s antipa­thy towards the British would be hard to find!

The Gov­er­nors of the East India Com­pa­ny sent the inter­est­ing object back to Lon­don, where, after a few years in stor­age, it was dis­played in the read­ing-room of the East India Com­pa­ny Muse­um and Library at East India House in Lead­en­hall Street. It proved to be a very pop­u­lar exhib­it and the pub­lic could not only view Tipu’s Tiger, but crank its han­dle and oper­ate its machin­ery at will. This they did on a reg­u­lar basis, appar­ent­ly, to the deep annoy­ance of stu­dents try­ing to study there. No sur­prise then, that at some point the han­dle dis­ap­peared, and the peri­od­i­cal The Athenaeum report­ed that:

“Luck­i­ly, a kind fate has deprived him of his han­dle… and we do sin­cere­ly hope he will remain so, to be seen and admired but to be heard no more”

In 1880, the Vic­to­ria and Albert Muse­um acquired the piece, and it remains there to this day (the han­dle has of course been replaced, though not for the pub­lic to crank). Tipu was big into his tigers: he had jew­elled, gold­en tiger heads as finials on his throne, tiger stripes stamped onto his coinage, and tigers incor­po­rat­ed into the Mysore­an swords, guns, and mor­tars. How­ev­er, this won­der­ful­ly paint­ed piece is cer­tain­ly the most unusu­al! Do call into the V&A if you get the oppor­tu­ni­ty.

Giovanni Piranesi’s Imaginary Prisons (1761)

Venice had been one of the great trad­ing pow­ers of medieval and Renais­sance Europe, but by the 18th-cen­tu­ry its polit­i­cal domin­ion was wan­ing. Although past its hey­day, the repub­lic still pos­sessed great appeal to the emerg­ing tourist mar­ket; it was a pre­em­i­nent des­ti­na­tion for the thou­sands of promi­nent young adult males embark­ing on the “Grand Tour”. Cap­i­tal­is­ing on the tourists’ desire to secure a memen­to, there devel­oped the genre of view paint­ing, spawn­ing a pletho­ra of paint­ings of the Rial­to Bridge, the Grand Canal and St Mark’s Square, by the likes of Canalet­to, Bel­lot­to, and the Guar­di broth­ers.

As well as real city views, the artists some­times liked to let their fan­cy fly and paint imag­i­nary views (capric­ci) that placed build­ings, archae­o­log­i­cal ruins and oth­er archi­tec­tur­al ele­ments togeth­er in fic­tion­al and often fan­tas­ti­cal com­bi­na­tions. The name of one such artist, Gio­van­ni Bat­tista Pirane­si, is not par­tic­u­lar­ly well-known these days but nonethe­less left to his­to­ry a series of etch­ings whose influ­ence is felt to this day: the so-called Imag­i­nary Pris­ons (Le Carceri).

These pris­ons of Piranesi’s imag­i­na­tion were dark, labyrinthine depic­tions of a night­mare world. Ever since they were pub­lished — the first edi­tion in the late 1740s, the sec­ond, even dark­er one in 1761 — Pirane­si’s images have inspired design­ers, writ­ers and archi­tects alike. We can see ele­ments of them in Fritz Lang’s Metrop­o­lis and in Michael Rad­ford’s adap­ta­tion of George Orwell’s 1984. The etch­ings fore­shad­ow M C Escher’s play­ful explo­rations of per­spec­tive, and we can even see their influ­ence in the mov­ing stair­cas­es at Hog­warts.

Pirane­si’s prison inte­ri­ors have no out­er walls; each vista is cut off only by the frame of the image itself. The spaces are large and con­tin­u­ous: they may not even be inte­ri­ors; this may be a city that has grown into a world, where inte­ri­or and exte­ri­or are no longer defin­able. We see strange devices sug­ges­tive of tor­ture: wheels with spikes, pul­leys, bas­kets big enough to con­tain a per­son. You don’t quite know how they work, or what the think­ing could be behind them. Pris­on­ers under­go mys­te­ri­ous tor­ments, chained to posts, whilst high above them spec­ta­tors gath­er on a ver­tig­i­nous walk­way. It is impos­si­ble to tell at times who is a pris­on­er, who a guard, who a vis­i­tor, and in the end you sus­pect that every­one in this place is a pris­on­er.

Some of Pirane­si’s Imag­i­nary Pris­ons:

…and some exam­ples of their influ­ence in mod­ern cul­ture:

Mary Cassatt’s Young Mother Sewing (1900)

When we think of the Impres­sion­ists, we tend to think about Mon­et, Renoir, Degas, Cézanne…and quite right­ly, because they were titans of their art. How­ev­er, less well-known to us (always the way, unfor­tu­nate­ly, eh ladies?) were “les trois grandes dames” of Impres­sion­ism, name­ly Marie Brac­que­mond, Berthe Morisot and the sub­ject of today’s blog, Mary Cas­satt. These women more than held their own amongst their male coun­ter­parts; all three pro­duced won­der­ful art and exhib­it­ed suc­cess­ful­ly at the Paris Salons.

Mary Cas­satt was a young Amer­i­can artist who arrived in Paris in 1866, hav­ing quit the Penn­syl­va­nia Acad­e­my of the Fine Arts back home, due to the lack of inspi­ra­tion and patro­n­is­ing atti­tude of the male stu­dents and teach­ers there. Although we asso­ciate the birth of fem­i­nism with the ear­ly 1900s, the first wave of fem­i­nism began as ear­ly as the 1840s, and some doors were opened to women, par­tic­u­lar­ly in cos­mopoli­tan Paris, to which Mary was drawn.

Not all doors were opened, how­ev­er: women still couldn’t study art at the pres­ti­gious École des Beaux-Arts so Cas­satt signed up for pri­vate study with Jean-Léon Gérôme, (the Ori­en­tal­ist I wrote about back in March) and she became an advo­cate for women’s equal­i­ty all her life. She became a friend and col­lab­o­ra­tor of Edgar Degas, too. They had stu­dios a five-minute stroll apart, and Degas would reg­u­lar­ly look in at Mary’s stu­dio, offer­ing advice and help­ing find mod­els.

Cassatt’s art cen­tred on the lives of women, and in par­tic­u­lar she paint­ed many works depict­ing the inti­mate bond between moth­er and child. It is that aspect I am show­cas­ing here, with a gallery of pieces fea­tur­ing some often touch­ing depic­tions of moth­er and child, begin­ning with Young Moth­er Sewing, paint­ed in 1900 and pur­chased a year lat­er by influ­en­tial art col­lec­tor and fem­i­nist Loui­sine Have­mey­er, who fit­ting­ly used it to raise mon­ey for the wom­en’s suf­frage cause.


Mary Cas­satt