Dear Friends of Art,
In August 2002 we published the collection of Amedeo
Modigliani, an Italian painter of the beginning of the 20th century.
During his short, unbalanced and chaotic life he managed to create masterpieces,
that are highly praised nowadays by art lovers and collectors; actually
Modigliani's works are among the most expensive ones.
It was difficult to work on his biography, because on one hand, there are a lot of books about the artist, full of legends of all kinds, on the other hand, there are not many facts about him.
The topic of todayТs letter, one of ModiglianiТs love affairs, is also based on very few facts, which we interpreted in our way, you may have your own version.
She was tall, slender and very graceful, always and everywhere she attracted glances; Parisiens, a strange folk, openly expressed their admiration of her very uncommon beauty. Gumilev, who adored her but whose love was not reciprocal, was a little jealous, but he understood, that it was a local way and tried to be polite. Only oneТs man admiration suddenly aroused open irritation. The manТs name was Amedeo Modigliani.
did they get acquainted with Modigliani? When Anna recalled their first
encounter years later for other people, she always told a different story,
she was creating a myth, she liked myths, like her Italian friend. Most
probably they were introduced to each other by one of their mutual Russian
friends, the community of Russian artists, poets, and writers was rather
big and Modigliani had many friends among them. Half a century later in
her memoirs she would write that she met Amedeo in the spring of 1910,
but saw him only a few times. During these Уfew timesФ she fell in love,
maybe he too, because he wrote to her in St. Petersburg through the rest
of 1910 and the winter and spring of 1911. УI remember just a few sentences
from his letters, one of them СVous etes en moi comme une hantiseТ (You
are my obsession),Ф remembered Akhmatova. Some art historians date his
nudes of her to the spring of 1910. But that seems improbable. Though willful
she was, she was afraid of leaving her husband, who loved her so much,
she constantly felt guilty for having feelings towards another man. Still,
yes, that was a strange honeymoon.
УWe both did not understand one very important thing Ц everything, that happened, was for both of us a pre-history of our lives Ц his, very short, and mine Ц very long.Ф (Akhamatova)
The Gumilevs returned to Russia and Nikolai brought his wife to his motherТs estate. The old estate with its strict order and discipline quite unexpectedly gave peace and freedom to Anna, who could wander in the surrounding woods and fields for hours, thinking and dreaming, turning her feelings into poems. On the contrary, it bored and irritated Nikolai. In two months he left for Africa. And Amedeo wrote her love letters, УYou are my obsessionТЕ She wrote love verses about her obsession with him. Those are lyrical Russian verses, they could not be addressed to him as he did not know Russian, he could not understand them, these are Russian verses addressed to an idol with ModiglianiТs appearanceЕ УModigliani was very sorry he could not understand my poems.Ф (Akhmatova)
As soon as Nikolai returned from Africa, Anna left for Paris. She went
to Amedeo. He was occupied with sculpture at the time and was fond of Egypt.
УHe took me to the Louvre, its Egyptian departmentЕ Drew my head in decoration
of Egyptian tsarinas and dancers and seemed to be fully occupied with the
art of Egypt.Ф
He adored her long neck and elongated body. Who knows, he was in love because her forms answered his aesthetic ideal, or vice versa, her shape influenced the stylistics of his works, made them so recognizable, Уneo-manneristicФ?
УModigliani subjects Jeanne entirely to his styleФ an art historian, Doris Krystof, writes about the painterТs common-law wife, Jeanne Hebuterne. Yes, on the photo Jeanne looks rather broad faced, in life she was well-built, but short, petite. AnnaТs body was not needed to be subjected to the style, it fully answered his future style.
УModigliani liked to wander about Paris at night, and often, when
I heard his steps in the dreamy silence of the street, I used to come up
to a window and through jalousie follow his shadow which slowed under my
window.Ф ThatТs all. Even 50 years later her prose about him is decent
The truth is, however, in her passionate verses.
|ћне с тобою пь€ным весело -
—мысла нет в твоих рассказах.
ќсень ранн€€ развесила
‘лаги желтые на в€зах.
ќба мы в страну обманную
«абрели и горько каемс€,
Ќо зачем улыбкой странною
» застывшей улыбаемс€?
ћы хотели муки жал€щей
¬место счасть€ безм€тежного...
Ќе покину € товарища
» беспутного и нежного
|When you're drunk it's so much fun --
Your stories don't make sense.
An early fall has strung
The elms with yellow flags.
We've strayed into the land of deceit
And we're repenting bitterly,
Why then are we smiling these
Strange and frozen smiles?
We wanted piercing anguish
Instead of placid happiness. . .
I won't abandon my friend,
So dissolute and mild.
Originally published (in Russian) in the book Evening, 1912
The truth is in AnnaТs jealousy and irritation with all his other women, especially the one, Beatrice Hastings. The strange love affair between Modigliani and Hastings lasted for nearly 2 years. Beatrice was a journalist, a poetess, a circus artist, a follower of Blavatsky, talented spiritual mediumЕ She wrote of Modigliani, УA complex character. A swine and a pearlФ. УI read in an American essay,Т writes Akhmatova, Сthat one Beatrice Hastings made a strong influence on ModiglianiЕ I can, and think itТs necessary, to state, that he was well educated long before his meeting with BeatriceЕ And I doubt that a woman, who calls the great painter a swine, can enlighten somebody.Ф Anna could not forgive the unknown rival the word СswineТ.
Akhmatova and Modigliani kept their affair secret, she was afraid to go with him to places where she could meet people who knew her husband, he liked mysteries and did not insist.
УHe never drew me from lifeЕ,Ф she writes playfully. Of course at the age of 70 she wanted her youthful love affair to look respectable. He gave her 16 paintings of her, but she kept only one, decent and seemly. Where are the remaining 15? She said that they were destroyed during the Revolution. But were they? Did she bring them to Russia? The only one, which she brought, she hid too. She concealed all evidence of her Parisian affair from her husband. Only once she mentioned ModiglianiТs name in front of Gumilev in May of 1918, and his reaction was immediate and negative, he called the painter Сdrunk beastТ. УAnd they both had only three years of life ahead and big posthumous fame,Ф she comments sadly. (Amedeo would die in January 1920, and Nikolai would be shot by Bolsheviks in 1921 as a counter-revolutionary.)
In two months Anna and Amedeo parted, not to meet ever again, she returned
to St. Petersburg and he stayed in ParisЕ Now they ascended separately
each to his own fame.
|ѕесн€ последней встречи
“ак беспомощно грудь холодела.
ѕоказалось, что много ступеней,
я обманут моей унылой,
» € тоже. ”мру с тобой...Ф
|Song of the Last Meeting
My heart froze helplessly.
It seemed that there were so many steps,
IТm deceived by my cheerless
Me too. IТll die with youЕФ
(The strange thing is that another young lover of Modigliani, Jeanne Hebuterne, would really die with himЕ)
These verses became so popular in Russia, that later Akhmatova hated
them. УI donТt understand why these poor poems of a shallow girl are re-publishedФ
so many times, she would write about her poems of 1910-1911.
In 1940 Akhmatova started a big poem, УPoem without a HeroФ. In one of the working variants she has the following lines, where she called her first lover by name:
|¬ черноватом ѕариж тумане,
» наверно, оп€ть ћодиль€ни
Ќезаметно бродил за мной.
” него печальное свойство
ƒаже в сон мой вносить расстройство
» быть многих бедствий виной.
|Paris is in dark mist
And probably again Modigliani
Imperceptibly follows me.
He has a sad virtue
To bring disorder even to my dreams
And be the reason of my many misfortunes.
Nobel Prize laureate and a close friend of Akhmatova, Joseph Brodsky,
said concerning AkhmatovaТs essay about Modigliani, УItТs Romeo and Juliet
played by persons of royal bloodФ. Akhmatova laughed, she liked the joke,
and she saw that those who can read understood her restrained story pretty
Poems. By Anna Akhmatova. Leningrad. 1989.
Amedeo Modigliani. By Anna Akhmatova. In Prose of the Poet. Moscow. 2000.
Russian Secrets of Paris. By B. Nosik. St. Petersburg. 2001.
We also published a collection of works of Russian painter Nathan Altman, who painted a famous portrait of Anna Akhmatova.
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