In Part 1 of this series, I wrote about how Soutine’s use of Christian imagery mixed with his life experiences, artistic influences and his own Jewish culture in his paintins, particularly his carcass paintings such as Flayed Rabbit from 1924. In Part 2, I uncovered beliefs and superstitions specific to the area where Soutine was raised, and how I believe they influenced his work, particularly the idea of the Angel Dumah and his fascination with death. Part 3 goes deeper into these ideas and how one painting in particular encapsulates them.
This all seems to be best expressed in the painting Dog with Forks, date unknown. Because of its subject matter, it seems appropriate to place it right around the early to mid 1920s. Sadly, the work is missing and can only be seen in black and white photos.
All the elements seen in other carcass paintings are present in this work, an animal lying on its back, limbs splayed, torso cut wide open with forks on either side. But this is no rabbit or fowl, this is nothing that one would come across in a Parisian market and take home to make soup.
In a photograph dated 1927 Soutine poses with his acquaintance Paulette Jourdain and the dog belonging to his maid and cook. According to the Soutine scholar Maurice Tuchman, Soutine loved the dog and took it on long walks, thus overcoming his irrational fear of dogs. This fear was not unusual for a Jew from the shtetl where the evil eye was used on them for protection. In the photo, the dog stands on its hind legs and its front paws are held by Soutine and friend, so that its belly is entirely exposed. It is the same shape and size as the dog in the painting.
The dates of the painting and the photograph may be unreliable but if one is to believe that Soutine never worked from memory, if one is to accept willingly that Soutine kept a rotting side of beef in his studio, occasionally pouring blood on it to keep it looking fresh, then what are we to make of this situation?
Is Mr. Tuchman correct in his belief that Soutine overcame his fear of dogs in the most normal way possible, by befriending it? Or must we think the worst? That Soutine did to this dog as he did with all the animals and all his demons? It is difficult to suspend disbelief on this issue but even more difficult to comprehend the alternative. Yet, must our artists be so safe?
It is interesting to me that while black and white images of this work can be found in older texts on Soutine, it is missing from Tuchman’s and Esti Dunow’s Catalogue Raisonné.
Nefesh…The Hebrew word nefesh is similar to Dumah in that it is a concept with several meanings, some mystical and some more grounded in the physical plane of existence. One of the Biblical meanings of nefesh is one that works best to describe the carcass paintings of Chaim Soutine. It means a living human, its breath and blood; more specifically, the breath of life given to humans by God that creates a living being or nefesh hayyah. Nefesh sustains life and when it is taken away, then bodily life has ended. As described in the Bible, death is the “going out” of the nefesh, or God’s taking away of life/nefesh. The Rabbinic (and Greek) meaning is that nefesh is the soul.
Assuming that there is such a thing as a soul, when does the soul leave the body? In Judaism, there are many ideas about this, and just as the belief that a God gives and takes away our breath, our very life, to believe in a soul that leaves the body implies belief in a greater power that has control over this process.
Soutine, so concerned with death and ritual, may have used the process of creating his carcass paintings to gain a better understanding of what nefesh is; he may have even wanted to control the process as if he was a god. The more intense works of the 1920s depict creatures that are not quite dead yet. Despite the flayed skin and the open gut, their mouths are open as if crying out and there is something about them that continues to live as if their nefesh makes them writhe on their backs and brings one to question, “what is death, exactly?”
If it is not exactly a boy in a shtetl wrapped in white sheets, alive and carried through the streets to the graveyard, if it is not exactly being beaten so severely for painting the portrait of a rabbi that one comes near death before escaping to Vilnius and art school, then is this truly death? Can death be this controlled and carefully arranged? How far could Soutine push the boundaries before returning to life?
There is an ebb and flow to Soutine’s series of carcass paintings. One can see he is pushing this boundary between life and death. He is testing nefesh. As noted, the early works which began in the mid-teens have a calmer air about them. Then they become increasingly graphic with works like Flayed Rabbit and Dog with Forks before returning again to more subdued works interspersed with his paintings of sides of beef. After a break from these works in 1927, Soutine painted two still lifes of fish in 1933.
Christian imagery, Jewish metaphysics and his personal mythology all reside within the carcass still-lifes. Soutine stripped away any pretense of traditional artistic beauty as seen in the paintings he studied in the Louvre and created visceral works that revealed pure moments of brutal honesty that stand in direct opposition to the Renaissance beauties posing as martyrs who barely express emotion as they are being tortured.
Soutine pushed himself to the darker realms of the mind with these paintings and they continue to push the viewer to do the same; he desired an intimate understanding of the moment of “going out.”
Thanks for that interesting post, never saw this photo of Soutine with the doggy ! Best regards, Hans
Thanks, Hans. It’s a great photo, just wish I’d been able to provide a copy of the Dog with Forks painting.
Tree,
I reread part 2 of your Soutine series to get a better understanding of what was haunting him. I have difficulty with these concepts, perhaps, because in my own life, death has not struck since 1972 when my father died. The closest that I have come to death is talking to friends. One of them does now does hospice work after a retinal stroke that closed down her acupuncture career. Ginger made the fascinating statement that, in her experience, musicians have the hardest time giving up control over their lives. And Sharyn, a medical intuitive, did the Tibetan way for a close friend of hers that died.
With my own love of nature, I am much more drawn to Soutine’s landscapes. His trees speak volumes. Too bad that he, if I am correct, destroyed many of his landscape painting from the south of France.
It is tragic that, after having escaped from the confines of a Shtetl, Soutine dies because his persecution by Nazis prevented him from obtaining timely medical care.
Hi Tree,
I just finished a book by David Shields. I came across Shields in the Henri Art Magazine ( http://henrimag.com/blog1/?p=2507 ) where Mark Stone recommends a book called “Reality Hunger: a Manifesto.”
The Shields book I decided to try out (sample on Kindle leading to buying it) is called “The Thing about LIfe is that One Day You’ll Be Dead.” Your work with Soutine reminds me of Shields’ insistent look at the physicality of life, which absolutely, irrevocably, inexorably comes to death.
it’s funny in a wry way, as he lays out the innards of our physicality. Shield is doing a kind of memoir of his father and himself; his father is 97 and refuses to acknowledge his death; Shields is probably 40 some, and somehow terrified of it. So he lays life/death open with his scalpel, quotes others who do so as well, and generally rubs our noses into it: the first three chapters are entitled “Our birth is nothing but our death,” “Begun,” “Decline and Fall.” They go on from there.
“Testing nefesh” — we might all come to this ultimately, although the test could be equally lengthy or brief.
Birgit, did I mention this already? One scholar believes Soutine was influenced by the very old tree worshiping pagan religion that existed in what is now Lithuania. The stories and ideas would have still existed in Soutine’s time, though and were not completely gone despite the strong Jewish culture.
There’s some interesting stuff on Soutine’s trees, I hope you have the time to read about it, they are a world of their own. And yes, he did destroy most of his Ceret landscapes. There is one at the Cincinnati Art Museum but it has sadly been taken off the wall and put in storage.
His manner of death was tragic and the reason–severe stomach issues–bring even more poignancy to these carcass paintings. For someone who painted death, his own passing, and what he avoided (concentration camp) were appropriately dark and dramatic.
June, sounds like an interesting book; I know I’ll look into it. I think that fear of death is what controls, influences and even forces most into action. I also think it’s a mistake to fear death and it’s quite a freedom when one overcomes it. I appreciate people like Birgit’s friends who accept it and treat it as another passage in existence.
Have any of you read the Tibetan Book of Living and Dying? Tonglen, the practice Birgit mentions, is taught in this book.
Tree,
I was not sure that it was you who had mentioned about tree worshipping. At a time in my life when I felt very much alone, a tree outside my window gave me solace. There have been a few other trees that I was attracted to. More recently, though, it has been the dunes that seemed magical to me.
I have been meaning to read about the Tibetan way.
Tree,
I’ve actually done my own little series on death, which even involves images somewhat similar to Soutine’s carcass paintings. (Or rather, I’m still doing it, since it’s currently on hold, like everything else.) So I definitely recognize the fascination of the subject. But it has not become intensely personal or spiritual, as it clearly was for Soutine. I could imagine it would become more so if I pursued it, but I doubt it would ever be compelling to the same degree. If it requires both the religious perspective and the personal experience of being violently beaten, I’ll gladly leave it to Soutine.
Trees, on the other hand, are much closer to my religion…
Tree:
I had no idea that Soutine could be such a subject of interest and speculation. And I don’t mean that ironically. Good of you to bring him in.
Two things come to mind – and you may already have discussed them. For one, how does his work square with Kosher law? Are there any issues? Beef works – cloven hoof and cud, as does fish with fins and scales. Rabbit?
For the other, would his medical condition been a subject here? Could the open abdomens and forks been referring to a surgical procedure that he so badly needed?
Thanks, Jay. I find so much of Soutine’s life and work interesting!
My expanded research did go into many of the aspects of Kosher law–this piece posted here is shortened from my original, more ambitious aims.
As you may know, Kosher law dictates an animal’s death be as painless as possible and there will be as little blood spilled as possible. Soutine openly defies this with his Carcass of Beef paintings as he kept a side of beef in his studio and regularly drenched it with fresh blood until it was completely rotten and reeking and neighbors complained to the authorities.
Rabbit is definitely treyf (forbidden) by Kosher law.
Treyf, by the way, does not just mean bad food but also a bad person. So that’s an interesting correlation.
There are few direct quotes from Soutine. But one from him states that as a child he witnessed a Kosher butcher slice open the throat of a live animal. He wanted to cry out for joy but couldn’t, and that cry remained trapped in his throat until he released it through his art.
I don’t know for sure about the imagery referring to surgery. It has a lot to do with his starvation and physical pain, but if I remember correctly he did not need surgery until the very end, but he was not able to receive it and died.
In a sea of mostly tame, pretty Impressionism/Expressionism, it was startling and a breathless relief to view Soutine’s more frantic, raw paintings. Similar to the warm day that the “Hippie” neighbors left their door and windows open to blast “Light My Fire”. Though I was only 8, it felt good.
Have to watch out for those Hippies, they are so subversive. First it’s the Doors then the next thing you know you’re in love with dead animal paintings.
Birgit, I think Trees are amazing beings :-)
oops! By capitalizing trees I didn’t mean to refer to me!
How about the spreading chestnut tree, what with the village Smithy and all?
Well, there is that…
Tree,
While it is charming what you wrote, you may have wanted to change it. There used to be 20 or 30 min to change a comment. I will ask Steve about it.
I don’t remember that editing capability, but it turns out there is a plug-in that enables it. I’m trying it out now, so let me know if you have any problems with it. It should allow editing your own comments for up to 30 minutes.
Hmmm, it doesn’t seem to be working for me right now. I do see a link to do editing, but then I get a Page not Found error. I’ll see if I can figure it out in the next day or so…
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I wonder how much of the carcass paintings might be literal recreation, for example, though not a subject matter expert, dead animals seen on the side of the road almost universally have their mouths open. On the other hand, maybe that is one reason for the choice of subject.
Q, it’s a well known fact, and one I’ve mentioned in this piece that Soutine only painted from life and never from memory. Some of the stories about this are legendary and definitely worth a read! I’m sure I mention the side of beef he kept in his studio somewhere in this piece but I can’t remember offhand which part.
I would guess that with the exception of the poor dog, he got all his subjects at a local street market.
I find your essay on Soutine very helpful and informative. But I am having difficulty in tracking down the quote that you cite about Dumah the Angel of Death in Kotik’s book : Journey to a 19th Century Shtetel. Could you tell me on what page the quote is cited?
Thanks so much,