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ness of Bonnard's colours; some of them, quite   key fact is his insistence on painting from   trospective analysis... is in fact like seizing a
            idiotically, are printed so as to spread over   memory. He never, apparently, made even  spinning top to catch its motion, or trying to
             two pages and thus seem to spring out of the   colour sketches from the motif; at most he did   turn up the gas quickly enough to see how the
            crack between them. But they serve as re-  a drawing on which he noted colour values  darkness looks.' What captivates us, ulti-
            minders, which is all one should reasonably  in writing. In 1890 (at very nearly the moment   mately, is Bonnard's success in keeping the
             expect where painting depends so much on   when Bonnard committed himself to paint-  top spinning in his hand—not because it is a
             nuances.                                 ing), William James wrote: 'Remembrance  feat of unique dexterity but because of its
             What is most obvious, taking a general view   is like direct feeling; its object is suffused   direct relevance to our own, much clumsier
            of Bonnard's work, is how un-Impressionist  with a warmth and intimacy to which no  attempts at re-experiencing.
             he is. If Impressionism can be said to stand for   object of mere conception ever attains.'   This applies particularly to our memories of
            something, it is the attempt to render the  James's words read almost like a recipe for   woman as mother and lover. It would be in-
            appearance of nature—with special stress on   Bonnards, except that he might have added   teresting to have a woman's reading of Bon-
            the word 'appearance'. It is founded on unmi-  `perception' to 'conception'. A few pages  nard's pictures of girls. Seen from Bonnard's
            tigated contact with nature, and it avoids  further he seems to produce prophetic in-  side of the sexual frontier, his nudes and their
            interference from subjective states in the per-  sights into the difficulties inherent in Bon-  setting have just the emotional keenness and
            ceiver. Bonnard's work is never objective. The   nard's kind of painting : 'The attempt at in-   visual elusiveness that characterizes one's own
                                                                                               memory images. Seen more impersonally,
                                                                                               they also tell us a good deal about Bonnard.
                                                                                               Commentators have remarked on their eter-
                                                                                               nal youth and rightly seen it as evidence of the
                                                                                               painter's reliance on memory. But we should
                                                                                               ask also why he should have fastened on this
                                                                                               particular long-limbed, small-breasted, ele-
                                                                                               gant and insubstantial image. Beckett said
                                                                                               of Proust that he was 'conscious of humanity
                                                                                               as flora, never as fauna'. Bonnard's girls are
                                                                                               flowers rather than animals : they exist to
                                                                                               evoke his tenderness. They will never make
                                                                                               demands. Their bodies, their spiritual dis-
                                                                                               tance (in spite of compositional devices that
                                                                                               should make for physical immediacy), the
                                                                                               precious cocoon of light and colour in which
                                                                                               Bonnard enshrines them, all point to a pain-
                                                                                               ful but inescapable sexual relationship in
                                                                                               which a largely aesthetic longing is detached
                                                                                               from, and insufficiently supported by, physical
                                                                                               desire and action. Charles Terrasse has quoted
                                                                                               Bonnard as saying: 'Faced with Nature I am
                                                                                               very weak.'
                                                                                                Painting thus serves Bonnard as a partially
                                                                                               compensating means of erotic expression.
                                                                                               Other men have painted women to celebrate
                                                                                               their virility and also to compensate for their
                                                                                               lack of it through imaginary encounters in
                                                                                               which their dreams come true. But Bonnard's
                                                                                               honesty is unique—is an essential and in-
                                                                                               separable aspect of his almost religious atten-
                                                                                               tion to the visual and emotional qualities of
                                                                                               memory. We know it took him many months
                                                                                               to finish a Nu dans la baignoire picture : 'I shall
                                                                                               never dare to embark on such a difficult sub-
                                                                                               ject again', yet one attempt leads to another.
                                                                                               Again and again he struggles to recapture a
                                                                                               moment long ago, and its bitter-sweet burden
                                                                                               of flawed anticipation.
                                                                                                The descriptions we have of Bonnard work-
                                                                                               ing— the patterned wall-paper; the length of
                                                                                               canvas, pinned to the wall, on which he paints
                                                                                               several pictures before cutting it up; Bonnard
            Left opposite  	                         Above                                     standing with his nose against the picture, and
            Illustration for Marie 	                 Nu a la baignoire c.1930                  ceasing work suddenly when he feels he has
                                                     Oil on canvas 40 1/2 x 25 in.
            published in La Revue Blanche 1897
                                                     Private collection U.S.A.                 lost contact with his vision—all fit very well
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