The Nature of Medieval Art
by Ananda K. Coomaraswamy
This essay appeared in the World Wisdom book
The Essential Ananda K. Coomaraswamy
“Art is the imitation of Nature in her manner of
operation: Art is the principle of manufacture.” St. Thomas Aquinas
The modern mind is as
far removed from the ways of thinking that find expression in Medieval art
as it is from those expressed in Oriental art. We look at these arts from
two points of view, neither of them valid: either the popular view that
believes in a "progress" or "evolution" of art
and can only say of a "primitive" that "That was before
they knew anything about anatomy" or of "savage" art that
it is "untrue to nature"; or the sophisticated view which finds
in the aesthetic surfaces and the relations of parts the whole meaning and
purpose of the work, and is interested only in our emotional reactions to
these surfaces.
As to the first, we need only say that the realism of
later Renaissance and academic art is just what the Medieval philosopher
had in mind when he spoke of those "who can think of nothing nobler
than bodies," i.e., who know nothing but anatomy. As to the
sophisticated view, which very rightly rejects the criterion of likeness,
and rates the "primitives" very highly, we overlook that it
also takes for granted a conception of "art" as the expression
of emotion, and a term "aesthetics" (literally, "theory
of sense-perception and emotional reactions"), a conception and a
term that have come into use only within the last two hundred years of
humanism. We do not realise that in considering Medieval (or Ancient or
Oriental) art from these angles, we are attributing our own feelings
to men whose view of art was quite a different one, men who held that
"Art has to do with cognition" and apart from knowledge amounts
to nothing, men who could say that "the educated understand the
rationale of art, the uneducated knowing only what they like," men
for whom art was not an end, but a means to present ends of use and
enjoyment and to the final end of beatitude equated with the vision of God
whose essence is the cause of beauty in all things. This must not be
misunderstood to mean that Medieval art was
"unfelt" or should not evoke an emotion, especially of that
sort that we speak of as admiration or wonder. On the contrary, it was the
business of this art not only to "teach," but also to
"move, in order to convince": and no eloquence can move unless
the speaker himself has been moved. But whereas we make an aesthetic
emotion the first and final end of art, Medieval man was moved far more by
the meaning that illuminated the forms than by these forms themselves: just
as the mathematician who is excited by an elegant formula is excited, not
by its appearance, but by its economy. For the Middle Ages, nothing could
be understood that had not been experienced, or loved: a point of view far
removed from our supposedly objective science of art and from the mere
knowledge about art that is commonly imparted to the student.
Art, from the Medieval point of view, was a kind of
knowledge in accordance with which the artist imagined the form or design
of the work to be done, and by which he reproduced this form in the
required or available material. The product was not called
"art," but an "artifact," a thing "made by
art"; the art remains in the artist. Nor was there any distinction of
"fine" from "applied" or "pure" from
"decorative" art. All art was for "good use" and
"adapted to condition." Art could be applied either to noble or
to common uses, but was no more or less art in the one case than in the
other. Our use of the word "decorative" would have been
abusive, as if we spoke of a mere millinery or upholstery: for all the
words purporting decoration in many languages, Medieval Latin included,
referred originally not to anything that could be added to an already
finished and effective product merely to please the eye or ear, but to the
completion of anything with whatever might be necessary to its functioning,
whether with respect to the mind or the body: a sword, for example, would
"ornament" a knight, as virtue "ornaments" the soul
or knowledge the mind.
Perfection, rather than beauty, was the end in view.
There was no "aesthetic," no "psychology" of art,
but only a rhetoric, or theory of beauty, which beauty was regarded as the
attractive power of perfection in kind and as depending upon propriety,
upon the order or harmony of the parts (some would say that this implied,
dependent upon certain ideal mathematical relations of parts) and upon
clarity or illumination the trace of what St. Bonaventura calls "the
light of a mechanical art." Nothing unintelligible could have been
thought of as beautiful. Ugliness was the unattractiveness of
informality and disorder.
The artist was not a special kind of man, but every
man a special kind of artist. It was not for him to say what should be
made, except in the special case in which he is his own patron making, let
us say, an icon or a house for himself. It was for the patron to say what
should be made; for the artist, the "maker by art," to know how
to make. The artist did not think of his art as a
"self-expression," nor was the patron interested in his
personality or biography. The artist was usually, and unless by accident,
anonymous, signing his work, if at all, only by way of guarantee: it was
not who, but what was said, that mattered. A copyright could not have been
conceived where it was well understood that there can be no property in
ideas, which are his who entertains them: whoever thus makes an idea his
own is working originally, bringing forth from an immediate source within
himself, regardless of how many times the same idea may have been
expressed by others before or around him.
Nor was the patron a special kind of man, but simply
our "consumer." This patron was "the judge of art":
not a critic or connoisseur in our academic sense, but one who knew his
needs, as a carpenter knows what tools he must have from the smith, and who
could distinguish adequate from inadequate workmanship, as the modern
consumer cannot. He expected a product that would work, and not some
private jeu d’esprit on the artist’s part. Our connoisseurs whose interest is
primarily in the artist’s personality as expressed in style—the
accident and not the essence of art—pretend to the judgment of
Medieval art without consideration of its reasons, and ignore the
iconography in which these reasons are clearly reflected. But who can judge
whether anything has been well said or made, and so distinguish good from bad as judged by
art, unless he be fully aware of what was to be said or done?
The Christian symbolism of which Emile Mâle
spoke as a "calculus" was not the private language of any
individual, century, or nation, but a universal language, universally
intelligible. It was not even privately Christian or European. If art has
been properly called a universal language, it is not such because all
men’s sensitive faculties enable them to recognize what they see, so
that they can say, "This represents a man," regardless of
whether the work has been done by a Scotchman or a Chinaman, but because of
the universality of the adequate symbolism in which its meanings have been
expressed. But that there is a universally intelligible language of art no
more means that we can all read it than the fact that Latin was spoken in
the Middle Ages throughout Europe means that Europeans can speak it to-day.
The language of art is one that we must relearn, if we wish to understand
Medieval art, and not merely to record our reactions to it. And this is our
last word: that to understand Medieval art needs more than a modern
"course in the appreciation of art": it demands an
understanding of the spirit of the Middle Ages, the spirit of Christianity
itself, and in the last analysis the spirit of what has been well named the
"Philosophia Perennis" or "Universal and Unanimous
Tradition," of which St. Augustine spoke as a "Wisdom, that was
not made, but is now what it always was and ever shall be"; some
touch of which will open doors to the understanding of and a delight in any
traditional art, whether it be that of the Middle Ages, that of the East,
or that of the "folk" in any part of the world.