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Madame X, 38"x24", oil crayon on paper |
I have a friend who used to
be an English Lit major at Oxford. He’s fond of checking out my latest
paintings and pronouncing them “Chaucerian;” (sometimes, he calls them
“Rabelaisian.”) My first (and last)
contact with Chaucer (until recently) was Freshman Literature in college. The
instructor put the entire class to sleep reciting unintelligible excerpts from
the Canterbury Tales in 14th century English. Who knew that
Chaucer’s most memorable character, the Wife of Bath, would turn up decades
later in my attic?
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Madame Y, 38"x24", oil crayon on paper |
Truthfully, I don’t have Chaucer (or Rabelais)
in mind when I create formidable sex goddesses – they come out of my
subconscious - although now that I have reread the Wife of Bath, I see where
they originated. I always thought I was
satirizing popular culture: TV and video stars; they make the Wife of Bath
(married/widowed five times) look like Saint Theresa. Chaucer’s character
pretended to be pious, very cleverly using Christian dogma to justify her
manipulation of men. Since a married woman could not own property in the
thirteenth century – the husband took whatever wealth she had – the Wife of
Bath learned how to use sexuality to control the men in her life, bragging
about her impressive “equipment” and her ability to deploy it. Chaucer
describes her as having a noticeable gap between her upper front teeth, a sign
of sensuality in those days. A friend of mine, not knowing about the Wife of
Bath, got her dentist to fill hers in. She now complains to me that men don’t
come on to her as much as before, attributing it to advanced age; I don’t have
the heart to tell her it’s the dental work.
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"Lust" (from the "Seven Deadly Sins" series), 68"x44", oil on canvas |
Chaucer didn’t invent lusty,
manipulative women, although he was probably the first “modern” writer to
describe one. When women are powerless politically and economically, they use
the weapons at hand. Who can blame them?
The Wife of Bath is, on rereading, rather despicable. Despite women’s
recently-acquired “equality,” they still lack the political and social power of
men and quickly learn to rely on looks and sexuality to get them what they
want.
The first Wife of Bath I knew
(although I never made the connection with Chaucer until recently) was my
mother’s older sister, Tanta Natasha, a well-endowed Russian Jewish beauty.
Like the much-married Wife of Bath, she had been married and widowed several
times -and had God-only-knows how many lovers in between. She smoked, drank
schnapps, flirted with men, told risque stories (which I didn’t understand) and
quickly remarried after any of her husbands passed away. She taught all my
cousins to smoke and encouraged them to have affairs. Although my mother
detested her, I thought she was great and I’m sure she (not Chaucer) is the
unconscious source of all the femme fatales who appear in my work.
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