From
1977 to 2008, de Montbello served as director of
the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Gayford
is an English art critic. Rendez-vous
with Art recounts their conversations while visiting art museums in the
United States and Europe. The book is a chronicle of two learned, deeply
civilized men talking about what they love. The drawing of the bird is
reproduced in the final chapter, “Fragments.” In the notes, it is identified as
“sketch of a swallow on an ostracon, Egypt; Thebes, Deir el-Bahri, Hatshepsut
Hole (depression east of temple of Thutmose III), New Kingdom, 18th
dynasty.” It was drawn about 3,500 years ago and might have been drawn
yesterday. It was acquired by the Metropolitan in 1923, one year after the
discovery of King Tutankhamun’s
tomb. The reader views the drawing after de Montebello suggests he and Gayford
examine a vitrine holding fragments of stone in the Met’s Egyptian galleries.
De Montebello says:
“…it would be so easy just to
walk past it, but we would be missing something really quite special, a group
of very modest, indeed even seemingly inconsequential stone shards. Small
flakes of limestone that are called ostraca (the word has the same root as
ostracize—things that you discard).”
Ostraca is new to me (and my spell-check software). The OED gives “a potsherd (or occas.: a piece of limestone) used in the
ancient world as a writing surface, esp. for votive or hieratic purposes or (in
Greek cities) for voting in an ostracism.” The word is rooted in the Greek ὄστρακον, “earthen
vessel, potsherd, hard shell.” It shares the same Indo-European base as the
word for bone. De Montebello likens the Egyptian ostraca to artists’
sketchbooks, “either to make a model for a sculptor or as practice for the writing
of image-based hieroglyphics (this sparrow [which is what the drawing resembles
more than a swallow] may be one of these), or simply as quick sketches to flex
the hand.” De Montebello’s explanation highlights the impression of common
humanity given by the drawing of the bird. There’s nothing alien or exotic
about it. It’s what I would draw if I had the gift of drawing. De Montebello
puts it more eloquently:
“These
ostraca show us that even Egyptian sculptors of time-defying monuments left
drawings as free and personal as those of any modern artist. Looking at these
we feel as if we were standing at the elbow of the Egyptian master as he draws
for himself; it’s like eavesdropping on antiquity.”
In
the volume’s final words, Gayford says: “Our book is composed of fragments:
conversations, thoughts, reactions, words and silences in front of great works
of art. Let’s leave it now with these humble objects, each of which takes us back
to a moment of feeling and thought and energy thousands of years ago.” Guy
Davenport, as civilized a man as any I have known, would have recognized
kindred spirits here, in de Montebello, in Gayford and most of all in the
anonymous Egyptian artist. He reminds us in “The Symbol of the Archaic” (The Geography of the Imagination, 1981):
“Archaic art, then, was springtime art in any culture.”
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