Honoré Daumier. “Le Faudeau.” The Heavy Burden. 1850–1860. Oil on panel. 39.7 x 32.2 cm
Collection: Amgueddfa Cymru – National Museum Wales
DAUMIER NOTEBOOK , Dec.2014-------------ELEANOR BROOKS
I can’t now remember why I knew the Daumier painting, “Le Faudeau.” was in the national collection at Cardiff. I was not aware of having seen it there but the moment I read the proposal for our present project it leapt to mind as the work I would like to re-interpret and re-make.. That’s not very interesting, what is interesting is that I had remembered it wrongly. Vividly but wrongly. I was sure the woman in the picture had a child tucked under her arm and was hurrying away from some scene of danger.
I have often wished that I was a political cartoonist or that I could at least sometimes do a work that was politically committed. I feel full of protest at all the usual injustices of life . ”The insolence of office, the oppressor’s wrong...etc” and yet I never do anything to oppose those wrongs. Painting is not a good vehicle for protest, it is most glorious when it is celebrating something beautiful. It is very out of fashion to aim for something beautiful these days, perhaps that is because it seems almost frivolous in the face of the horrors we know exist around us, every day and nearly everywhere.
I understand how compromised I am, a tube of good cadmium red or yellow costs enough to feed a family for a week in a refugee camp. With thoughts like that in my mental baggage it’s easy to see how attractive Daumier’s basic use of paint would be to me. Earth colours, large simplified areas of light and dark with few tonal variations deliver the emotional content economically and with a sense of urgency.
Yet in the end it is because of the aesthetic qualities in his work that Daumier stands out as of lasting value among cartoonists. . The other aspect of Daumier’s work that I would happily be influenced by is his modelling technique. There are two small relief plaques in the “D’Orsey” . The figures, a line of refugees, emerge from the clay in a wonderfully organic way. I always intended to do a piece of work of that sort, in his footsteps.
His relief style is modern, almost cubist. Compare the plaques with the baptistry doors in Florence by Ghiberti; there the background is very low relief almost like a drawing on a flat ground and the figures are like little dolls stuck on top. Daumier welds the figures with the background, the figures EMERGE from the background. As they do indeed in many of his paintings.In fact many of the paintings might have been done with sloppy clay, smeared and dragged into an image. Painting with mud, the poor man’s paint. The cave man’s paint.
. The little laundress hurrying home with her heavy burden is more fully emerged than most. There are six or seven versions of this painting, I prefer the Cardiff one. The others seem to show the signs of the difficulties Daumier had with painting, for three years he struggled to make his living as a painter rather than as a journalist-cartoonist. He failed and had to go back to journalism.
Whether it was done first or last our Cardiff one seems spontaneous and easy, a quick little sketch of something he has seen. It is the innocent vision of someone in love with life, not using his images to portray what he hates but to express what he loves, what makes him happy. But also someone who has seen a fellow human being one day and understood her problems with his experienced compassion. He admires her. His empathy shows, the way she is using her hip to help support the weight of the basket, that basket is very heavy. She is brave with the commonplace bravery of the millions who have to get up every morning and go to work, and determined, she does what she has to do to live, and she’s a good mother, she trusts her child to keep up with her.. The child is intent on doing so. Neither of them is critical.
Daumier was critical as well as compassionate, he was imprisoned at the age of 24 for being on the wrong side in one of that era’s endless twists of political chance. He can be savage and ugly, where he hates. That’s fine when his villains are the epitome of callous and corrupt power, lawers and their political and military masters. (When they are liberated women, bluestockings and suffragettes the drawings make him seem to be a typical male chauvinist pig, part of the problem. Oh dear!)
Well my laundress is fleeing from poverty, her enemy is faceless. Her background looms over her, thick and threatening; she has to get the washing done and dried before she and her child will eat again.
I want to do a piece of work that protests but does not add to the squalor. I hope I will get the backup I need to do it partly from my chosen painting and partly from the fact of being engaged in this project.
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