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Robert Gwathmey: Non-Fiction
by Kitty Jospe
Stop to examine the painting Non-Fiction. There is something unsettling about the bright
orange and yellow harlequin whose form contrasts sharply with the soft lines of
the peach and white clothes that drape the dark-skinned children. They stare
out at us from the painting, ignoring the barbed wire that winds ominously
around the barefoot girl’s feet.
The minstrel cutout is no
happy comedic character, waiting to be animated. Rather, the yellow triangle shoes dangle at
unnatural angles, and the ghostly hands give an eerie impression. Where are the strings on the banjo? What is the story behind this empty suit with
a dashing handlebar bowtie and smiling pepsodent-white collar? Does the artist give us a clue to interpret
the upturned horseshoe? According to
Michael Kammen1 Gwathmey loved to play horseshoes, and “ultimately,
for purposes of this iconic image, we see an unsubtle symbol of good luck
ironically placed.”
You might like to compare our
oil painting with a 1945 screen print of the same title in the Goldstein
collection, “Art and the People” in Washington. That label reads: “Born in Richmond , Virginia ,
Robert Gwathmey drew upon his experience as a child in the South in his
artistic portrayals of white and black sharecroppers. In 1944 he received a
grant that permitted him to work with sharecroppers on a tobacco farm,
experiencing firsthand the realities of their daily lives.”
Gawthmey’s painting is an
invitation to find out more about the multi-faceted truth of the South and the
stark reality of sharecropping. For instance, the young girl is holding a baby,
but in reality an adult would be out in the fields working.
It is clear that Gwathmey is juxtaposing
presence versus absence, real people as opposed to fictional. The child on the young girl’s left hip mimics
the empty banjo on the harlequin’s hip. The pins that hold together the stiff
elbows, knees and one shoulder of the cut-out speak of artifice, contrasting
with very real children. The girl’s bare
feet, caught in metaphorical snags of barbed wire, echo the snare of those
working in the fields, with no hope of escaping a system that keeps them
enslaved to a backbreaking future and inescapable debt.
Robert Gwathmey (1903-1988)
was an 8th-generation Virginian, gifted artist and humanist. His father, a railroad engineer, met a tragic
death in a train accident eight months
before Robert was born. One biography attributes the artist’s keen
awareness of social injustice to his youth working part-time jobs. He landed at the Philadelphia School of Fine
Arts in 1926, and won a scholarship to travel to Europe
in 1929-30. By 1930, with characteristic humor, he saw the end of his studies
as “another way to join the ranks of the unemployed, in these years of the
Depression.”
In art school he was
influenced by Honoré Daumier’s satiric work and caricatures, but after his
experience in Europe , he declared Gothic art
his favorite. Dr. Kammen in MAG ’s Seeing
America mentions the additional influences of the Barbizon
artist Jean-François Millet, known for his paintings of humble peasants.2
He was also drawn to Rouault's use of
color and Picasso's experimentation. Some of his paintings reveal his
admiration for Cubism. But above all, he
is known for his ability to render “humanity where others could not avoid
distinctions of race or class, sectional myths or parochial stereotypes."
In 1968, the year that he
retired from teaching at the Cooper Union School of Art in New York , Gwathmey explained why he never
used chiaroscuro in his art. "I was raised in Tidewater, Virginia , there where the land is flat and
the roads are wide. That's where I had all of my good times. And there you see
everything in silhouette. You see a tree from its roots up to the topmost leaf.
Whereas in some other part of the land, the Piedmont
or the mountains, you would have, we'll say, a backdrop of landscape, a
mountain as it were."3
Non-Fiction,
currently hanging in our American collection, has a striking use of color,
which creates a vivid two-dimensional scene without shadows or shadings. It
perfectly underlines the stark truth of the title.
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