Friday, June 20, 2014

Spain/Italy: Renaissance Paintings and HUG Themes



I am always drawn to Madonna and Child portraits, and the MNAC (Museo Nacional d’Art de Catalunya), on beautiful Monjuic in Barcelona, is especially rich in this genre. Art historians commonly observe that Renaissance artists sought to humanize their subjects and to make them more lifelike than their predecessors did. The introduction of perspective was one technique for accomplishing this goal. Another Renaissance approach to realism was the artists’ striving to make faces and gestures specific and personal, rather than iconic and universal, as medieval artists attempted to do.


Noticing how Renaissance painters depicted the baby Jesus, it occurred to me that I was seeing real-life HUG principles, observed and embodied. Typically the holy infant is in the “Ready Zone,” ready to interact with those who come to see him, although occasionally he is depicted demonstrating an “SOS,” such as “Switching Off.” Maybe, at the times when he seems to avoid Mary’s gaze, he is listening to his heavenly father, or to angels’ voices. In any case, Mary does not seem upset when Jesus looks away. She’s a wise and accepting mother.



I’ve never seen Jesus portrayed as a fussing or crying baby. His temperament is “easy.” Perhaps, in part, this is because Mary is such a skillful mother. She is also a breastfeeding mother.


I was surprised to learn of an entire sub-genre of Renaissance paintings that show Mary breastfeeding Jesus. Paintings of this style are called, in Spain, “Virgen de la Leche” or “Virgen de la Buena Leche” paintings. Several of them are on display at the MNAC. They were fascinating to see, and remarkably realistic.


Later I saw Italian treatments of the same theme at the Mueso di Castelvecchio in Verona and at the fabulous Uffizi Gallery in Florence. Leonardo painted the leading example of this genre, but it hangs in the Hermitage, and Russia is not on our itinerary for this trip.


But I particularly enjoyed the Ufizzi’s Florentine copy of the Leonardo painting, which shows the baby Jesus pulling off Mary’s breast, as if surprised by the appearance of the viewer (or artist), and illustrating the normal distractibility characteristic of four-month-olds. 



If this topic has engaged your interest, as it did mine, here are some links where you can learn more.


At the website art-breastfeeding.com you can view an archive of Italian “Madonna dell Latte” paintings compiled by a Spanish pediatrician and Associate Professor of Nutrition at the University of Valencia.


A La Leche League leader, humorist, and self-identified Roman Catholic “radical,” Caitlin Kennell Kim, blogs about sacred lactation paintings on a site she calls “Busted Halo.”



Another blogger and mom, Paala from the Bay Area, has posted a lovely series of breastfeeding paintings that she located on the Internet. You can view her collection and commentary.


If your tastes run along more academic lines, you might wish to explore the research of Thomas Peter Kunesh on the iconography of the “pseudo-zygodactylus gesture” (“the gesture of the lactating goddess”) in western art—the fingers of a woman (or a man) at the chest, symbolically expressing milk.


At this point I’ve probably lost most of my readers, and maybe even my own way, so I will archly place my hand on my heart and sign off—but not before drawing attention to just one more major work of art in this genre: the famous Neptune fountain (“Fontana del Nettuno,” completed by Giambologna in 1566). It’s the focal point of Bologna’s central square, the Piazza Maggiore.


This larger-than-life sculpture portrays the unashamedly naked sea god, accompanied by four bronze sea nymphs. When the fountain is working properly, water sprays from the nipples of each goddess. Unfortunately, the fountain was not working when Jan and I visited Bologna (where she spoke at the University of Bologna and at the annual conference of the Italian Infant Massage Association).



We were excited to see the Neptune sculpture in action, but when we got to the centro, no water was running, no latte flowing. Evidently, greater attention must be paid to the maintenance of this fountain, just as Italian women (like women everywhere) need more attention, encouragement, professional advice, and practical support if they are to achieve their breastfeeding aims!

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Spain: Beautiful Barcelona


Barcelona is absolutely wonderful in springtime. We stayed in a newer part of the city, close to Avinguda Diagonal, between Poble Nou and the Forum. It was a great location for Jan and her scooter. The southeastern extension of Avinguda Diagonal includes ample space for cyclists and pedestrians, plus a modern tram. The re-developed beach for the Olympics (and Paralympics) was easily accessible. One morning I thought I saw a pod of dolphins splashing 50 meters offshore, but looking closer I realized it was swimmers in wetsuits, training for a triathlon. Barcelona’s people love to be outdoors!


Our favorite thing to do? Simply walking around neighborhoods, enjoying people and buildings. Barcelona has a long and proud history of innovative architecture and urban planning. We especially loved the Modernist buildings of Antoni Gaudi and his teacher, Luis Domenech i Montaner. The latter’s spectacular Palau de la Musica Catalana is breathtaking, and the story of how it was built to showcase a volunteer choir composed mostly of factory workers was touching. It’s simply the most appealing performing arts space I’ve ever seen!



Gaudi’s bold designs, including his cathedral masterpiece, La Sagrada Familia, were as startling to Jan and me as they were to Walt Disney, who was also inspired by Copenhagen’s Tivoli Gardens and by Chicago’s “White City” (where his father had worked as a builder in the 1890s).


Another worthwhile stop was the Picasso Museum. Barcelona has the oldest such collection in the world, and it focuses on the young Picasso. Pablo lived here (with his family) as a teenage art student, and again, with a Russian dancer friend, during World War I. It was impressive to see how skillful—and how devoted to absorbing the artistic traditions that preceded him—Picasso was.


It was also interesting to imagine the extravagance and competitiveness of Barcelona’s art world in the 1890s and early 1900s. As Modernism flourished here, those who practiced it challenged each other to be ever more bold and innovative. Picasso’s determination to keep exploring new directions in his work was deeply rooted in the Modernism and populism he encountered during his Barcelona years. (We were to learn of a similar dynamic at work, centuries earlier, when we got to Florence, Italy.)







It was a pleasure to take part in the life of this lovely, seaside city. We enjoyed our cafe con leche and our morning walks along the beach promenade, our siesta times (most stores still close from 2-5 pm), and the evening paseo (people out strolling) on Avinguda Diagonal. We ate dinner late and shopped for our groceries every day. Lunch-time tapas in the oldest taverna in Barceloneta was as memorable (and typical) as going to Camp Nou to see FC Barcelona play. It was not their best game, but we did see Leo Messi score a gooooooooaaaallll!