FRENCH ENGRAVERS AND DRAUGHTSMEN OF THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY. By Lady Dilke. George Bell and Sons.
The book published by Lady Dilke, at the end of last year, is one of the most complete and definite works on an important section of our artistic history that we French possess. For we are marked by this rare characteristic, that the qualities of our own distinguished men are most often revealed to us by foreigners. While we have in our midst a number of specialist writers to instruct us in minute detail concerning the most trifling acts and deeds of a Fleming or Italian, we lack historians who will take a general view of our national art. It would seem that the Frenchman who shall have written a book on the eighteenth century as full and thorough as Lady Dilke’s is yet to be born. From time to time men of great attainments have produced a monograph, have described the work of a Watteau or a Lancret, but this has always wanted the necessary general commentary, the linking with general history, the grouping of facts, which lend so great an attraction to the works of Lady Dilke. It affords me a two-fold pleasure to say this, first because I profess a deep and very respectful sympathy for the author’s person, and secondly because I have always been greatly touched by the French side of her character. Lady Dilke and I know the faults of our respective countrymen; we speak of them when necessary; but we also know our reciprocal good qualities and speak of these too. Lady Dilke has written in praise of the school of the French Minor Masters of the eighteenth century with a conviction and an ardour of which we are very proud, and I feel charged to express to her in this review our deep-felt gratitude. ¶The difference between England and ourselves is made manifest from the very first. Whereas with us a more or less florid, amusing, or, let us say, sensational narrative is in most cases sufficient to satisfy the French reader, Lady Dilke’s book, although intended to be read by everybody, does not fear to display an integral erudition. This handsome and well-illustrated book, while it gladdens the eyes of a person indifferent to these questions, will interest profoundly the specialist and the scholar. It contains not a line unsupported by at least one reference and often by many. All that the contemporaries of our eighteenth-century artists have left concerning them, all records of inventories and even judicial notes, have been read and employed in their season by their kindly historian. It is easy to read into the impartial, nicely-turned, but apparently impassive text a genuine woman’s admiration for these feminine, evasive and exquisite artists; but the passion is restrained and displays itself only at the last. When the author is occasionally obliged to lament certain rather gross errors, she does so with filial moderation, with that which a child might show towards its grandfather; and we have learnt all, we are able to deplore all, while not one serious word of blame shall have fallen from the historian’s pen. ¶ Lady Dilke divides her work into eleven chapters, each bearing the name of an art-lover or artist. The first of these chapters is devoted to the Comte de Caylus and the great amateurs. For, though the collectors date very far back, the ‘amateur,’ in the French and modern sense of the word, came into being together with the speculations of Law. There is a singular and never-changing agreement between the rabid collector and the stock jobbing financier; it is as though the man who had grown suddenly rich wished to find no less suddenly in his new palace the ancestral elegance of the man of quality. ¶ Lady Dilke has selected the Comte de Caylus because he exercised an enormous influence upon the whole of the eighteenth century. Himself an engraver—though of no great merit—he was the cause that men and women of the world amused themselves with the pastime, that Madame de Pompadour tried her hand at engraving, and that, trying her hand, but with only slight success, she favoured to an extreme degree the artist-engravers of her time. ¶ The second chapter is devoted to those lovers of engravings, the print-collectors Mariette and Basan, who, for the rest, had no great affection for the artists of their time, but who favoured the iconographic movement. ¶ The typical French engraver of the eighteenth century is Charles Nicolas Cochin, who was known as the Chevalier Cochin. Cochin, through his family, his connexions and his works, touches every section of society. He belongs to the Court, to the nobility, to the middle class. His mother was a Horthemels; his sisters were Mesdames Tardieu and Belle. Cochin was trained in the school of different masters; he shows traces of Watteau, Gillot, Chardin and Detroy. But he is above all himself; his mind is composed of a thousand amiable, witty, and refined things; his art is the very spirit of a nation; and it is not too much to say that in him French art is summed up. ¶ The men whom Lady Dilke studies in Chapter IV of her book, the engravers Drevet and Daullé, are different people. They descend from the great century; they go back by easy degrees to Louis XIV and those famous artists, Audran, Nanteuil and Edelinck. But, though they have style and even majesty, they have neither the charm nor the grace of their contemporaries. This is also, to a certain extent, the case with Wille, who came to France to learn and who borrowed from us only the solemn and majestic side of the great masters. ¶ Lady Dilke studies in succession the Laurent Cars, the Le Bas, and, lastly, Gravelot. Gravelot the author regards almost in the light of a fellow-countryman. The greater part of his career was spent in London. We know that, in so far as this part is concerned, the author is in possession of even still more varied and personal notes. From Gravelot to Eisen, from the “Opera de Flora” to the “Contes de Lafontaine,” is an imperceptible transition. And thus we come to the masters of the end of the century, to Moreau the younger in particular, who presents its definite synthesis, linked as he is to Cochin by the brothers Saint-Aubin, the “exquisite poets of the most charming decadence.” ¶ Finally, Lady Dilke speaks of the engravers in colours, of those men, such as Demarteau, Debucourt, and others, who, without eclipsing their English colleagues, keep step with them. And then we come to the relations of the engravers with the Academy. Here, what severity is shown! On one occasion, the engraver Balechou, who is a member of the Academy, engraves a full-length portrait of the King of Poland, Augustus III. He had promised not to pull a separate proof of it. Having done so in one single case—this proof is still preserved in the Paris Print-room—he was struck off the list of Academicians. ¶ It is impossible, in a short review, to set forth in detail the importance of a book of this kind. We need this book in France, and it is to be hoped that one of our publishers will issue a translation, because it is a revelation to us. The English publisher has undoubtedly produced a practical and easily-handled book, but his reproductions are a little inferior in quality, given the value of the work. It would have been desirable that all the illustrations should have taken the form of heliogravures. Nevertheless, and putting this little criticism on one side, Lady Dilke’s book is, sincerely speaking, the newest and most “encyclopaedic” work that we at present possess on the French draughtsmen and engravers of the eighteenth century.
HENRI BOUCHOT.