Literature and
the Passing of
Time: Reflecting on the Temporal Nature of Art.
I’d like to approach our topic from a
rather unusual angle – unusual not in the sense that it’s odd or
eccentric, because
I hope it’s neither, but in the sense that it asks questions about
literature and
art in general that the philosophy of art seldom asks, and has not
asked for a
substantial period of time. Fundamentally, what I aim to do is to
approach our
topic via questions about the temporal nature of art – that is,
questions about
the relationship between art and time. A quick point of clarification to begin:
when I speak about the relationship between art and time, or the
temporal
nature of art, I’m not thinking about the function of time within individual
works –
for example, how the passing of time might be represented within a film
or a
novel, or the function of tempo within a piece of music. I’ll be
speaking,
rather, about a work’s external relationship
with time – that is, the effect of the passing of time on those objects
–
literary, visual, or musical – that we today call works of art. If you
like, I’ll
be talking about the relationship between art and our human past and,
in
particular, the relentless processes of change and forgetfulness that
inevitably
take place across the centuries and millennia. Now, it’s an odd thing, but there are
certain truths about art that are so familiar to us that we tend simply
to take
them for granted without sparing them a moment’s thought. And the
relationship
between art and time, it seems to me, is one of these. Because we all
recognise
– don’t we? – that works of art have a special capacity to endure over time – to “live on” or
“transcend time”, as we say,
while other aspects of human culture, such as social customs and
beliefs, gradually
die out and fall into oblivion. I don’t mean, of course, that works of
art have
a special capacity to endure physically
because, in fact, they’re often more
vulnerable to damage or destruction than other objects; but they can,
very
obviously, endure in a deeper sense: that is, they can remain vital and
alive despite
enormous intervals of time while other objects created at the same time
are, at
best, of historical interest only. Now, we are certainly not the first to notice
this remarkable capacity of art. When the Renaissance rediscovered the
works of
antiquity, it found itself faced with the very same surprising
phenomenon. How
was it possible, Renaissance minds asked, that these ancient works,
which had
been ignored and despised for a thousand years, now seemed radiant with
life?
How had they transcended this vast expanse of time? What power made
this
possible? The answer the Renaissance gave – an answer that was to prove
hugely
influential in Western thought – was that unlike other objects, art in
all its
forms is immune from the passing of
time, impervious to change: art,
the
Renaissance decided, possesses the special, and quite astonishing,
characteristic that it exists outside
time: it is, in the terminology that became standard, timeless, eternal, immortal. Modern aesthetics was not invented until
the eighteenth century, as we know, but the Renaissance quickly found
its own ways
of celebrating this discovery. I remember studying Shakespeare’s
sonnets at
school and reading lines such as “Not marble,
nor the gilded monuments/Of princes, shall outlive this powerful
rhyme…” And I
recall being told that the idea that art is immortal was just a flight
of Elizabethan
poetic fancy, a “poet’s conceit”. But that was quite incorrect because
there
was much more at stake. The idea expressed in lines such as these was a
key
reason why art in all its forms achieved such high esteem from the
Renaissance
onwards, and we find the same idea celebrated again
and again in
other writers of the times such as Petrarch, Ronsard, Drayton, and
Spenser. The
immortality of art was
part of the ideology of the Renaissance, if I can
put it that way – as
much a part of the Renaissance world-view as, say, belief in the powers
of science
is for us today. Moreover,
the
idea was destined for a long and illustrious life. So influential was
it, in
fact, that one still finds it centuries later in the poetry of the
Romantics.
But more importantly for our purposes, it was central to the belief
system of the
eighteenth-century thinkers who laid the foundations of the discipline
we call
aesthetics or the philosophy of art. The evidence is there for all to
see.
David Hume writes in his well-known essay on the Standard
of Taste that
the function of a suitably prepared
sense of taste is to discern that “catholic and universal beauty” found
in all
true works of art, and that the forms of beauty thus detected will
“while the
world endures…maintain their authority over the mind of man”, a
proposition he
supports by his well-known dictum that “The same Homer who pleased at
Athens
and Rome two thousand years ago, is still admired at Paris and London”.[1] And precisely the same idea is endorsed by
other Enlightenment
figures as various as Winckelmann, Alexander Pope, Sir Joshua Reynolds,
and Immanuel
Kant.[2] In short, where the relationship between art
and time is concerned,
the Enlightenment ratified the Renaissance view. The Renaissance had
concluded that
art is timeless, eternal, immortal, and the Enlightenment was in full
accord.[3] Now,
as we’re all aware, aesthetics as we
know it today
has been strongly
influenced by Enlightenment figures such as Hume
and Kant, and I would argue that much of what is written today in
aesthetics
and the theory of literature remains deeply beholden to the view
that art is
timeless, even if that fact is seldom acknowledged. But I only
make that
point
in passing because I now want to relate what I’ve said to the topic of
our
conference and particularly to the idea of essence, which is one of our
chief
concerns. If an object is timeless, it follows
necessarily that it has an essence that is impervious to change. And by
essence
here we cannot mean the minor, peripheral aspects of the object because
that
would imply that the important elements were
subject to change which is contrary to what we are saying. So a
timeless object
would have an essence that remained the same across the ages – key
elements, if
you like, that retain the same significance – the same meaning and
importance –
across the centuries unaffected by the passing parade of history.
Empires could
rise and fall, customs and beliefs could change, but the significance
of the
work – be it literature, visual art, or music – would always stay the
same. Or,
to use Hume’s example again, the same Homer who pleased at Athens and
Rome two
thousand years ago, would still be admired in eighteenth century Paris
and
London – and, presumably, endlessly thereafter. But there’s a problem, is there not? And
we only have to state the matter plainly, as I have just done, to sense
that
something is not quite right. The problem becomes particularly obvious
if one
thinks in terms of visual art because much more of it has survived for
long
periods of time – here I simply mean survived in the physical sense – and
the
effects of change are easier to discern. Let’s take an ancient Egyptian
sculpture
such as the four-thousand-year-old image of the Pharaoh Djoser which is
now ranked
among the treasures of world art. What did this statue mean to the
ancient
Egyptians? We shall probably never know exactly because it’s so
difficult to
recover the world-view of ancient civilizations even when, as with
Egypt, there
is considerable written evidence. But we can feel quite safe in saying
that the
image was not regarded as a “work of art” in any of the senses that
idea has
for us today, firstly, because the Egyptian language had no word for “art” and, secondly, because
the image was designed for an important religious purpose: it was
placed in the
Pharaoh’s mortuary chapel next to his pyramid to receive the offerings
that
would aid him in the Afterlife. So here’s a major blow to the theory of
timelessness: clearly, this image did not
always have the meaning and importance it has for us
today. But that’s not
all, and things get even worse. We today regard the image of Djoser as
important because we see it as an important work of art. But not so
long ago that
view would have been universally ridiculed. As recently as the
nineteenth
century, Egyptian sculpture was firmly excluded from the rubric art –
along
with the works of Africa, India, Romanesque Europe, the Pacific
Islands, and
many others. Objects from cultures such as these might find their way
into
cabinets of curiosities or, later, into archaeological collections, but
at no
point in European history had they ever
been art. They belonged in the obscure realm of idols and fetishes that
had nothing
to do with art. So, returning to our example, not only does the Pharaoh
Djoser
have a significance for us that’s very different from the significance
it had
for the ancient Egyptians, but there were also long periods of time
after the
death of Egyptian civilization when, like so many objects from other
cultures, it
had no significance at all – and
when
it was certainly beyond the pale of art. So where does this leave the notion of
timelessness – the idea born with the Renaissance, and vital to
Enlightenment
aesthetics that works of art are impervious to change? And where does
it leave
the associated notion of an unchanging essence? Clearly, both are left
in a
parlous state. And lest we are tempted to think that literature is not
affected,
let’s reflect on Hume’s famous example. Is it in fact true that the
same Homer
– the same Homer – who pleased at
Athens and Rome two thousand years ago, was the Homer admired in
eighteenth
century Paris and London – or that we admire today? The early history
of the Iliad – to take that as our
example – is somewhat obscure but we do know some things. We know
that it was originally sung not recited, and certainly not read
silently from the
pages of a book. We also know that the gods and heroes of the story
were gods
and heroes in whom the Greeks of the time firmly believed – not simply
“Greek
myths” as the eighteenth century saw them. And there is very little
doubt that the
modern practice of regarding the Iliad
as “literature”, to be placed on the same footing as the epics of other
peoples,
such as the Gilgamesh or the Bhagavad
Gita, would have
been
unthinkable to Greek communities circa 750
BC –
as unthinkable as placing the image of the Pharaoh Djoser in an art
museum on
the same footing as gods from another culture would have been to an
ancient Egyptian.
To what extent, then, can one speak of “the same
Homer”? How exactly do we identify a “timeless” Iliad that has persisted across the
millennia unaffected by social
and cultural change? Where is the unchanging essence? And although I’ve
chosen examples
from the relatively distant past because, as I say, it’s easier then to
see the
effects of time, we encounter the very same questions, even if in a
less obvious
way, in more recent works. Is “our” Shakespeare, for example, the same
as the
Shakespeare of audiences circa 1600? He certainly seems to differ from
the
Shakespeare of audiences from the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries
who
usually preferred his plays substantially rewritten, often with
different endings
– something we would certainly shrink from today. And lest we think music is an exception,
let’s take the example of Mozart. For nineteenth-century music lovers,
who saw Mozart
through the prism of Romanticism, Mozart could still be admired (unlike
most
eighteenth century composers) because he was the epitome of
classical
elegance – of
“perfect grace” to employ one the stock phrases, sometimes used by
writers in aesthetics even
today. But
is this
our Mozart? “Perfect grace”
hardly seems to do justice to the poignancy of the slow movements of
the piano
concertos, the sublime fantasy of The
Magic Flute, the driving energy of the Prague
Symphony, or the haunting grandeur of the Requiem.
A different Mozart has emerged for us, and as he has, so our
responses to the Romantics have changed: as Mozart alters, so do
Beethoven
and Brahms. Music, in short, is as ill-suited to the Procrustean bed of
timelessness
as the other arts. Now perhaps someone might say: “Does any
of this matter? Can’t we just ignore it?” Unfortunately, I don’t think
we can. Because
we are still faced with the simple, intractable fact that, to use the
terms I
used earlier, “works of art have a special capacity to endure over
time, while
other things such as customs and beliefs die out and fall into
oblivion.” For
most of European history since the Renaissance, explaining this special
power posed
no problem because one could simply turn to the concept of
timelessness. But if
we jettison this explanation – and I’ve been seeking to persuade you
that we should–
what do we put in its place? Is there some other way of explaining how
the Pharaoh Djoser, the Iliad, Shakespeare’s plays and so many
other works from the past
have “lived on” – bearing mind that, as we now see, they have not been impervious to change? I believe there is
an alternative explanation but since my time has nearly run out I
will need to describe it in a very abbreviated way. Fortunately, one
useful way
of approaching the matter is through the idea of essence that is one of
our conference’s
central concerns. When we think of an essence we usually tend to think,
as I
suggested earlier, of something that is proof against change –
something that
resists when all else is transitory. Hence our readiness to link the
idea of an
essence of art to the notion that art is timeless: it would be the
essence of a
play, a painting, or a piece of music that escapes the vicissitudes of
time and
change. But suppose we think of the essence of
art in a different way. Suppose we think of it as the characteristic
that
enables a work to endure not by retaining the same meaning and
importance
across the ages but, on the contrary, by assuming different meanings
and
different kinds of importance – “living on”, that is, not by being
impervious
to change but by responding to change
by being reborn with new and different significances. We can immediately see how well such an
explanation
would fit the kinds of facts I’ve been discussing, and why it would
make sense
where, as we have seen, the notion of timelessness fails to do so.
Consider my Egyptian
example again. We saw how badly the timelessness explanation – perhaps
I might
call it the Humean explanation – how badly this explanation fared in
the face
of the fact that the original meaning and importance of the image was
so
different from its meaning and importance today – and the additional
fact that
there were long periods of time when it had no meaning or importance at
all. Transformations
of this kind – and this Egyptian example is only one of hundreds I
could have
used – are simply impossible to square with the proposition that art is
impervious to time. But if art endures through
change – by means of
change – these
problems immediately disappear. Because then we can simply say this:
For the ancient
Egyptians, the image was a powerful expression of a religious truth.
When
Egyptian civilization disappeared, so did the religious significance of
the
image and for four thousand years it simply lay gathering dust. But
unlike the customs
and beliefs of ancient Egypt which have disappeared forever, the
impressive image
of the Pharaoh Djoser has been able
to revive, to take on a new meaning and a new importance – a meaning
and
importance today as what we call a work of art. Like so many other
works of
genius from earlier cultures, from Mesopotamia, to Buddhist India, to
Mesoamerica,
to Romanesque and Byzantine Europe, it has shed its original
significance and,
after a period in oblivion, returned to life in modern Western
civilization as
a work of art, surviving not because it retains its original
significance, as
Hume would have us believe, but because it has a power of metamorphosis
– a
power to live again, albeit with a significance of a different kind. My time is nearly up so I shall conclude
very quickly. I should stress that the explanation of art’s power to
endure that
I’ve just outlined is not my own invention: it is a key element of
André Malraux’s
theory of art which he explores in works such as The
Voices of Silence
– though in much more depth and detail than
I’ve
done today. But my purpose in discussing Malraux’s theory of
metamorphosis has
not been to proselytize for his theory of art – worthy cause though
that would
have been – but, above all, to draw attention to the neglected issue of
the
relationship between art and time and, in doing so, suggest how that
affects
the question of “essence”. As long as we think of the essence of a work
of art in
the terms implied by Hume’s dictum – that is, as a significance
impervious to
time – we are, I believe, condemned to divorce ourselves from the world
of art
as we now know it and find ourselves clinging to a theory that has
outlived its
usefulness. There is often a tendency, I might say here, to read the
works of
the Enlightenment founding fathers of aesthetics as if they were
quasi-sacred
texts – writings that one can approach as a respectful exegete but not
challenge in any fundamental way. But we need to remember that Hume,
Kant and
their contemporaries did not live and write in a cultural vacuum; much
of their thought reflects the times in which they lived, and
their
thinking about the relationship between art and time is a direct
inheritance
from the Renaissance – an inheritance that doubtless seemed convincing
enough
in the eighteenth century when the world of art was far narrower than
ours, but
an inheritance that, as we have seen, makes no sense at all today. It
is highly
unlikely that the Iliad chanted in
Greece over two thousand years ago is “the same Iliad”
that pleased an eighteenth century philosopher and belle-lettrist
such as Hume, just as it
is highly unlikely that the statues of Egyptian pharaohs, or the saints
in the
porches of mediaeval cathedrals, or Shakespeare or Mozart, meant the
same when
first created as they mean to us today. Large numbers of works of
literature,
visual art, and music have endured – unlike the customs and beliefs
that were
current at the time of their creation; but they have endured not
because they
are timeless but through a process of metamorphosis; and their
“essence” is not
a power to retain an unchanging meaning through time but a capacity to
re-emerge
with new meanings – transcending time not through immortality but
through transformation
and resurrection. [1]
David Hume, Of
the Standard of Taste, and other essays, ed. J.W. Lenz
(Indianapolis:
Bobbs-Merrill, 1965), 9. [2] Who writes for
example that “some products of taste” are “exemplary”,
and that there exists an “Ideal of the Beautiful”, the basic conditions
of
which are illustrated by “the celebrated Doryphorus of Polycletus”.
Immanuel
Kant, Critique of the Power of Judgment,
ed. Paul Guyer, trans. Paul Guyer and Eric Matthews (Cambridge:
Cambridge
University Press, 2000), 116-119. (Book One, §17, “Of the Ideal of
Beauty”.) Kant’s emphasis.
Some writers argue that Kant’s comments here are inconsistent with
other
aspects of his argument. They may
well be; they are nonetheless part of what he writes. [3]
Cf. Pope’s An Essay on Criticism: Hail! bards triumphant!
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A paper delivered at a conference entitled 21st Century Theories of Literature: Essence, Fiction, and Value, University of Warwick 27th to 29th March, 2014. Pharaoh
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