An early painting by Rembrandt (and
arguably one of his most enigmatic works) is titled The Artist in His Studio
and features Rembrandt himself staring into a large canvas. This autobiographical piece brings in the
stark realism I described earlier. The
room is far from an elegant royal court.
The wood floor is old and has sustained water damage; the paint on the
walls is chipping off; the room itself is poorly lit and scantily
furnished. This is hardly an abode,
hardly a "studio" at all. Yet
Rembrandt titles it "The
Artist…"—not "An
Artist…"—"…in His Studio," as if to imply the simple lifestyle
and ultimately minimalist technique of not just one artist but in fact all
artists. In this painting the artist himself
is mostly hidden in the corner and obscured by shadow. The most interesting feature (and also the
biggest object) of the painting is the canvas.
In a tantalizingly mysterious call, Rembrandt has chosen to turn the
canvas from the viewer. This massive
object that takes up the bulk of the frame is turned around so that we cannot
see what is painted on it. Is it a
self-portrait? a genre painting? something else? We don't know, and we'll never know. So we can never really know what "the artist" (again, representative
of all artists) is painting when he produces a work from his studio. Art has an exclusive relationship with the
artist, as intimate and personal as the private life of a married couple. Outside viewers, the art critics of the day,
can never fully enter into the conversation.
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