July 12, 2010

Tarantelle e Canti d'Amore

I Giullari di Piazza
Fronni d'Alia: make your braids; your father wants to marry you off.

Ah father, who do you want to give me to?
The Count of Maggio you shall marry.
The first night I will run away with the man that I love and betray him.
– Fronni d'Alia, traditional woman's chant from Basilicata
Alessandra Belloni, Tarantelle e canti d'amore, 2003
It's funny how things work out sometimes. A long-time fan of Alessandra Belloni and I Giullari di Piazza's music, I've been unable (for various reasons) to see them in concert over the years; then, presto, I see them four times over the past several months. The first performance was The Voyage of the Black Madonna in Harlem. The second was La Cantata dei Pastori, a classic Neapolitan Epiphany story at the Church of Most Precious Blood in Little Italy. Next was their "Tarantella! Spider Dance" at the Theatre for the New City, located in Manhattan. 

This time I had the pleasure to see their Tarantelle e canti d'amore at Mehanata Bulgarian Bar in New York City's Lower East Side. Ironically, it was in this casual milieu, rather than the more "prestigious" settings of their previous shows, that I enjoyed them the most. For me, it seemed more authentic that they played in a tavern than in a theater or church; if only because it allowed the audience the freedom to dance along with the band and partake in the experience as it was meant to be, rather than just watch from afar.
"The Tarantati"
And dance they did. Falling under the spell of the hypnotic rhythms of the tarantella and pizzica, the tarantati (i.e. the audience) danced the night away. Through the beautiful, melancholic love songs and laments of the Mezzogiorno and devotional odes to the Black Madonna we were taken on a enthralling musical journey to Southern Italy. 

Joining the ensemble on stage for a few songs was the accomplished Neapolitan folk-singer Giuseppe de Falco. To our pleasure, the virtuoso performed heart-felt renditions of the tammurriata, traditional folk songs from Campania accompanied by the large frame drum called the tammorra.

Overall, it was a strong show. The troupe, I Giullari di Piazza are extremely talented and versatile, and their passion for what they do is clearly apparent. It was a rare opportunity to enjoy live Southern Italian folk music in the city and I'm glad I went. I had a wonderful time and I anxiously await their next performance.

July 11, 2010

Buona Festa! A Look at the 123rd Annual Festa dei Giglio in Williamsburg, Brooklyn

The 123rd Annual Festa dei Giglio in Williamsburg, Brooklyn
By Niccolò Graffio
When the first waves of refugees from the fall of the Kingdom of Two Sicilies began arriving on the shores of this country around 140 years ago, the immediate concern of these people was to find shelter as well as work to put food in their bellies. Being the proverbial strangers in a strange land, as immigrants are often wont to do, they settled in tight-knit communities among their own paisani where they felt safe and comfortable. As time progressed and these communities grew and became established, their members began to engage in rituals (especially religious rituals) associated with "the old country" in order that their way of life might survive and be passed down to their children.

One of these thriving communities was established in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, home to thousands of Napoletani, mainly from the town of Nola. The central ritual which served to bind this community was/is, the Festa dei Giglii ("feast of the lilies"); a feast in honor of the patron saint of Nola: Paulinus.
Scenes from the Feast (Photos courtesy of New York Scugnizzo)
This year marks the 123rd anniversary of the Festa dei Giglio in Williamsburg, and the first time yours truly attended. It wasn't from lack of interest that I avoided this wonderful street festival in times past. Rather, it was from lack of awareness of its existence. 

Walking along Havemeyer St. towards Padre Pio Way among the throngs brought back memories of my youth in Corona, Queens and the street festivals of that area's long-vanished community of Southern Italians. The ubiquitous street vendors hawking such savory delights as zeppole and braciole brought pangs of hunger to my stomach as well as a tear of joy to my eye!

The height of the festivities was the "dance of the giglio", consisting of 100 sturdy volunteers hoisting a five-story structure on their shoulders and parading it (and the live band performing on it!) through the streets around Our Lady of Mt. Carmel Church. 

The festival runs daily until Sunday, July 18. The next "dance of the giglio" will be this Thursday evening, July 15th, at 8 PM. The final dance will be on Sunday at 1 PM. I had a great time! This was my first time attending, but it definitely will not be my last. To those out there who, like myself, feel a strong attachment to the ethnos, I urge you to make an appearance and show solidarity with our Napoletani brothers and sisters. Ciao!

Sicily's Immortal Painter: Antonello da Messina

Ecce Homo
Photo by New York Scugnizzo
By Giovanni di Napoli

Due to scant documentary information very little is known about the life of Antonello di Giovanni d'Antonio, better known as Antonello da Messina. As his moniker indicates, he was born in Sicily between 1425 and 1430 at Messina, then a prosperous port city in the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies. His father, Giovanni d'Antonio, was a stonemason; his mother's name was Garita, possibly a diminutive of Margherita.

Between 1445-55 Antonello traveled to Naples and studied the new technique of oil painting introduced from the Low Countries in the atelier of Niccolò Colantonio (born c. 1420). The Neapolitan was a leading exponent of the Netherlandish (Dutch and Flemish) style of painting; tempera and fresco being the common mediums practiced by painters at the time. Here, Antonello was undoubtedly exposed to the works of Spanish, Provençal and Netherlandish masters, including Jan van Eyck, whose paintings were avidly sought after by the city's patrons.

Alfonso I, Naples (New York Scugnizzo)
Naples—recently conquered (1442) by Alfonso I (Alfonso V of Aragon)—was a major European capital and important center for the arts. King Alfonso, called the "Magnanimous" for his generous patronage, continued the city's aggrandizement begun under the reign of the Angevin kings. Many of Europe's preeminent painters, sculptors, architects and poets found favor at the Neapolitan court. Perhaps one of the city's most recognizable historical monuments, the Castel Nuovo and it's extraordinary triumphal arch, originates from this period. Reminiscent of Classical Rome and the Medieval Capuan Gate, the Aragonese Arch is a masterpiece of Renaissance architecture.

Castel Nuovo and Triumphal Arch, Naples (New York Scugnizzo)
Antonello returned to his native Sicily in 1457 and opened up his own workshop. He received many commissions, mostly from confraternities, for religious paintings to be used as standards or devotional panels. Among these early works are of course his famous Salting Madonna (National Gallery in London), St. Jerome in the desert and Three Angels visiting Abraham (Museo Nazionale della Magna Grecia in Reggio Calabria). He would later take up portrait painting, preferring his sitters in the three-quarter view (possibly inspired by Petrus Christus) rather than the rigid profile poses popular with his Italian contemporaries. The high quality of these early paintings undoubtedly caught the attention of foreign merchants trading in Messina.

In 1475 the Sicilian traveled to Venice where he was commissioned to paint the Madonna and Child with saints for the main altarpiece of the church of San Cassiano. This exceptional painting had a profound impact on the local artists (including the celebrated Giovanni Bellini) and was emulated for several decades.

A common misconception about Antonello is that he “introduced oil painting to Venice.” There is evidence that it was actually Bellini who worked with this medium in Venice before Antonello arrived. However, it is well known that Antonello strongly influenced Venetian artists, Bellini included. Likewise, Antonello’s own works were also influenced by Bellini.

Portrait of a Man (New York Scugnizzo)
Antonello's portraits during this period are considered some of his finest and had a great effect on the evolution of the genre in Venice. According to Giorgio Vasari's Lives of the Artists (1550), "...Antonello completed many paintings and portraits for a great number of Venetian noblemen...” Among his other Venetian works are a triptych for the church of San Giuliano, which only the panel depicting Saint Sebastian survives, the so-called Benson Madonna, a Pietà with three Angels, and two versions of The Crucifixion.

The Virgin Annunciate (Wikimedia Commons)
Turning down an offer by Duke Galeazzo Maria Sforza of Milan to be his official court portraitist, Antonello returned again to Messina in 1476. Records show that he worked with his relatives in a successful studio, producing many works, including a number of processional standards, across eastern Sicily and Calabria. Unfortunately, most of these paintings did not stand the ravages of time.

Shortly after his return to Sicily Antonello created what is considered by many to be his greatest masterpiece, the Virgin Annunciate (Galleria Regionale della Sicilia, Palermo), a strikingly beautiful painting often compared to Leonardo da Vinci's Mona Lisa.

In 2005 his biographer, Gioacchino Barbera, described it thusly:
"Apart from its sophisticated and masterful composition, the work is surprising in its ability to represent, with such convincing sense of volume and perspective, a type of idealized Mediterranean beauty in an image that is simultaneously abstract and true to life..." (Antonello da Messina: Sicily's Renaissance Master, Metropolitan Museum of Art, p. 30)
In his "statement," published in the same museum catalogue, Alessandro Pagano, Sicily's Cultural Commissioner wrote:
"A poignant feature of Antonello's images of the Madonna, beginning with the Virgin Annunciate in the Palazzo Abatellis, is that they convey the innocence and purity of Southern Italian women—a natural beauty that we call 'acqua e sapone' (soap and water)." (Ibid. p.8)
It's believed Antonello died sometime between February 14 and May 11, 1479. Vasari's Lives tells us he died from tuberculosis at the age of 49. His life was short but productive. The innovative Sicilian is widely considered to be one of the greatest painters in all of Italy during the Quattrocento, or fifteenth century.

Antonello's Pietà, now housed in the Prado in Madrid and one of his last paintings, shows the unmistakable influence of Bellini. His son Jacobello, who inherited his father’s workshop, completed it. In filial adulation, Jacobello would sign his paintings, "son of the immortal painter."

Bibliography:
• Antonello da Messina: Sicily's Renaissance Master by Gioacchino Barbera with contributions by Keith Christiansen and Andrea Bayer, Metropolitan Museum of Art, 2005.
• Art and Architecture in Naples, 1266-1713 edited by Cordelia Warr and Janis Elliott, Wiley-Blackwell, 2010.
The Lives of the Artists by Giorgio Vasari, translated by Julia Conaway Bondanella and Peter Bondanella, Oxford University Press, 2008.

July 8, 2010

Baldassare Forestiere and his Underground Gardens

Baldassare Forestiere
By Giovanni di Napoli
"In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat; it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort." —J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit
Baldassare Forestiere was born on July 8, 1879 in Filari, a small town in the Province of Messina, Sicily. At the age of 22, after a quarrel with his father, Rosario Forestiere, he immigrated to the United States via the port of Naples. He arrived in Boston in 1901 and found work as a subway tunnel digger. He eventually moved on to New York City to work as a Sandhog, digging tunnels for the subway leading to New Jersey.

Pursuing his dream of cultivating citrus trees, Baldassare moved west, arriving in Fresno, California in 1906. He worked as a farm laborer at the local grape orchards, eventually saving enough money to purchase his own parcel of land. Unfortunately, he bought a plot sight unseen. Due to the thin layer of topsoil and impervious hardpan below, the land was ill suited for farming.

Dismayed by this setback, Baldassare began digging a cellar to escape the scorching Fresno heat. Temperatures would soar to as high as 120 degrees by midday so he worked mostly at night. With only his pick, shovel, and sheer-determination, the Sicilian carved himself an underground sanctuary reminiscent of his ancestral homeland.

For over 40 years Baldassare labored on his subterranean home, creating an interconnecting network of almost a hundred underground rooms, grottos and passageways. He had a kitchen, bath, library, chapel, fishpond and aquarium. The masonry, particularly the archways, was modeled after the crypts and catacombs of his native Sicily (minus the mummies).

The visionary experimented with planting trees and vines below ground, under skylights, with great success. The environment not only proved suitable for agriculture, it also had the advantage of protecting the plants from frost. He grafted as many as seven different types of fruits onto his trees. Some are over 90-years-old. Forestiere's Garden has been referred to as an "underground Mediterranean resort in the middle of California."

Baldassare Forestiere died on November 10, 1946 in Fresno, California at the age of 67. Today, his underground haven is a California Historical Landmark (No. 916) and Fresno City and County Historical Site. It's listed on the National Register of Historic Places. During an interview Baldassare said, "To make something with lots of money, that is easy – but to make something out of nothing… now that is something."
Forestiere Underground Gardens
Photos courtesy of Forestiere Historical Center
For more info please visit info@forestiere-historicalcenter.com

The Forestiere Historical Center is dedicated to the preservation of Baldassare Forestiere's memory. It's independently owned and operated by Lyn Forestiere Kosewski and Lorraine Faulks Forestiere.

Forestiere Underground Gardens
5021 West Shaw Avenue
Fresno, California 93722
Tel: 559-271-0734

PO Box 1002
Wilton, CA 95693

July 1, 2010

Ponderable Quote From "Blood of my Blood" by Richard Gambino

Christopher Columbus in Central Park
by Jeronimo Suñol (1839-1902)

Photo by New York Scugnizzo 
"As has often been noted, New York City sports a large collection of statues of famous Italians—Columbus, Verdi, Garibaldi, Dante, etc., erected mostly at the instigation of the immigrants from Northern Italy. On the other hand there are few, if any, statues of famous Jews in New York. This lack has not hurt the progress of American Jews at all, for they have been successful in attuning their culture to the life of America. And conversely, all the many statues of famous Italians have not helped Italian Americans. For reasons to be further investigated, their attunement of the old culture to meet the demands of success in a new society has been considerably less successful. And such adjustment need not mean assimilation, for American Jews have retained their ethnicity at least as much as have Italian Americans."

(Reprinted from Blood of my Blood by Richard Gambino, p. 109, Guernica, 2000)

June 28, 2010

An Author in Search of a Cause: Luigi Pirandello – the Instrument of Creation

Luigi Pirandello
By Niccolò Graffio
“Well, if you want to take away from me the possibility of representing the torment of my spirit which never gives me peace, you will be suppressing me: that's all. Every true man, sir, who is a little above the level of the beasts and plants does not live for the sake of living, without knowing how to live; but he lives so as to give a meaning and a value of his own to life.” – Luigi Pirandello: Six Characters in Search of an Author, 1921.
It has often been said that tragedy and comedy are two sides of the same coin.  Indeed, most comedies seem to arise out of tragedies.  The late stand-up comedian Richard Pryor is an excellent example of this phenomenon.  For years he regaled audiences, both black and white, with tales of his childhood in the slums of Peoria, Illinois.  Audiences would regularly howl with laughter at his stories of living in bone-crunching poverty, abuse at the hands of his elders, substance abuse and trying to avoid falling into the “tender mercies” of street gangs.  One has to wonder, though, how many people would think all this funny if it happened to them, or how many others laughed simply because it was better than crying.

Tragedy, therefore, while lamentable, can also be a source of inspiration for those fortunate enough to be born with the creative spark that allows them to put feelings into words and convey their meaning to others.  This has been done not just with the genre of Comedy, but Drama as well (among others).  The subject of this article is one such man.  One who, in spite of the various tragedies that overshadowed his life, put pen in hand and gave the world some of its more memorable literature, as well as helping to reshape modern theater.

Luigi Pirandello was born on June 28, 1867 in the town of Kaos (Chaos), a poor suburb of the town of Girgenti (now Agrigento), Sicily.  Unlike the bulk of his fellow Sicilians, Pirandello was blessed with being born into a fairly wealthy family.  His father, Stefano, owned a prosperous sulfur mine.  His mother, Caterina Ricci Gramitto, descended from a family of professionals.

Ironically, the first of the many tragedies that would overshadow Luigi’s life occurred six years prior to his birth: the destruction of his homeland, the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies.  Stefano had participated with Giuseppe Garibaldi in the Expedition of the Thousand, and eventually took part in the Battle of Aspromonte, at which Garibaldi was taken prisoner by the forces of the infamous Enrico Cialdini.  Caterina, in the meantime, had been forced to flee with her father to Malta, where he had been exiled by the collapsing Bourbon monarchy.

Luigi Pirandello’s parents, like most Southerners of the time, had been infected with the idealism of the Risorgimento and its false promises of “unification”, land reform and republican government.  When the harsh and corrupt reality set in, Pirandello’s parents became angry and bitter.  This sense of betrayal would find its way to Luigi, who later expressed it in some of his works.
“'When he bent down over her gloomily to ask her exactly what had happened, she repelled him with both arms.  And clenching her teeth, she sadistically flung the confession of her betrayal into his face.  Huddling as she opened her hands, she said with a convulsive, malicious smile: ‘In the dream!...In the dream!...’”: Luigi Pirandello: Tales of Madness: The Reality of the Dream, transl. by Giovanni R. Bussino, Dante Univ. of America, pgs. 96-97, 1984. 
Growing up, Luigi was home-schooled (not uncommon at the time for wealthier folk).  When he reached the age for secondary school education, his father enrolled him in technical school, hoping that one day his son would follow him in the family business.  Behind Stefano’s back, Luigi transferred himself to the ginnasio to study the humanities, his real love.  When his father learned of this, however, he would neither look at nor speak to his son for months.  This formed the basis of the second tragedy that would overshadow Luigi’s life: his inability to communicate with his own father.

In 1880 Pirandello’s family moved to Palermo, the capital of the island of Sicily.  It was here he finished his secondary school education, and it was here he began to read in earnest the works of great 19th century Italian poets.  It was also here that Luigi learned, after discovering some secret notes, of his father’s adulterous betrayal of his mother.  This exacerbated the schism between father and son, while simultaneously drawing Luigi closer to his mother, whom he would later come to venerate in his work Colloqui con i personaggi (“Talks with the Characters”).
After graduating secondary school, Luigi enrolled in the University of Palermo in both the departments of Law and Letters.  It was here the young Pirandello got his feet wet with the subject of politics.  The University of Palermo was a hotbed of radicalism, especially of the movement that would soon morph into the Fasci Siciliani, a democratic socialist labor movement made up of farmers, workers and miners.  Though he was never an active member of the organization, Pirandello would maintain close, friendly ties with many of its leading ideologues.

By 1887, having chosen the department of Letters, he moved to Rome to continue his studies.  His disappointment with life at the heart of the Risorgimento found their expression in his first collection of poems, Mal Giocondo (1889).  He was eventually expelled from the university for insulting a Latin professor, but was able to transfer to the University of Bonn, Germany, thanks to a letter of presentation given to him by one of his other professors.  Here he received a doctoral degree in Romance philology in 1891.  It was also here young Luigi formed the bonds with German culture that would be reflected in his works for the rest of his life.

Eventually returning to Rome, Pirandello would befriend the noted Verist writer-journalist Luigi Capuana, who encouraged him to pursue a career in narrative writing.  The year 1894 saw two milestones in his life: his publication of his first collection of short stories (Amori senza Amore), and his marriage to Antonietta Portulano, a Sicilian girl of Agrigentine origin.  Shy and from a good family, the marriage met with his father’s approval (she was the daughter of a business associate).  The first several years of married life were productive for Luigi in more ways than one.  In addition to writing numerous articles for magazines, he and his wife produced three children (Stefano, Fausto & Lietta).

In 1897, he accepted an offer to teach the Italian language at the Istituto Superiore di Magistero in Rome.  Over the next several years he wrote numerous poems, novellas and a novel, Il Turno.

Sadly, tragedy would not be far behind him.  In 1903 his father’s sulfur mine was flooded, financially ruining him.  Likewise, Antonietta lost her dowry (Luigi had invested it in the mine).  According to reports, upon learning of the disaster she became so distraught she entered a state of psychological shock!  Afterwards, she developed delusions of paranoia and jealousy which over time progressively worsened until by 1919 Pirandello had no choice left but to place her in a nursing home.  She would spend the last 40 years of her life there.

The family’s financial misfortunes forced Luigi for the first time to pursue writing as a profitable career.  In 1904 he published Il Fu Mattia Pascal (“The Late Mattia Pascal”), one of his most successful novels.  This novel, which draws thinly-veiled elements from the author’s own life, gave him the fame he needed to write for more important editors, and thereby fatten his bank account.  It also conveyed in no uncertain terms to the reader Pirandello’s feelings about the Risorgimento.
“He received us most cordially, speaking with a marked Neapolitan accent; then he begged his secretary to continue to show us the various mementos that filled the room, attesting his loyalty to the Bourbon dynasty.  At the end we were standing in front of a little square frame covered by a green cloth with the gold-embroidered legend: I do not hide; I protect.  Lift me and read.  The Marchese asked Papiano to remove the object from the wall and bring it to him.  Beneath the cloth there wasn’t a picture, but instead, framed under glass, a letter from the Royal Minister Pietro Ulloa who, in 1860, that is to say during the death throes of the realm, invited the Marchese Giglio D’Auletta to be a member of the Cabinet which was never to be formed.  Along with this invitation there was a draft of the Marchese’s letter of acceptance: a proud letter that castigated those who refused to accept the responsibility of power in this moment of supreme danger and anxiety with the enemy, the bandit Garibaldi, almost at the gates of Naples.” – Luigi Pirandello: The Late Mattia Pascal, transl. by Wm. Weaver, pg. 203, NY Review Books, 2005.
In 1913 he published in book form I Vecchi e I Giovani  (“The Old and the Young”).  This novel, which had earlier been published in episodes, deals with the violent Northern Italian suppression of the Fasci Siciliani in the years 1893-94.  It also put into perspective the author’s feelings towards his own parents.  While his mother is transfigured into the otherworldly character of Caterina Laurentano, his father, represented by Stefano Auriti, is dead and buried.

In 1921 Pirandello first staged what became perhaps his best known work: the satirical tragicomedy Sei Personaggi in Cerca d'Autore (“Six Characters in Search of an Author”).  Opening at the Valle di Roma, it was a riotous failure!  Ironically, the same play was a great success when presented at Milan a year later.  By now Pirandello was known internationally.  Six Characters was performed in English in London and New York.

In 1924, two years after Benito Mussolini’s “March on Rome”, Luigi Pirandello became a member of the Italian Fascist Party.  The following year, with “Il Duce’s” help, he assumed the artistic direction and ownership of the Teatro d'Arte di Roma.  By 1928, though, the company was forced to close due to financial problems.  Shortly after this, Pirandello began to reside abroad with great frequency, especially in Paris and Berlin.

Pirandello’s relationship with Mussolini has been much debated.  Initially he seemed supportive of the Fascist regime.  He even went on record as saying he was “…a Fascist because I am Italian.”  However, he would later state: “I’m apolitical.  I’m only a man on the world…”  His play, The Giants of the Mountain, has been interpreted as evidence of his belief the Fascists were hostile to culture.  In 1927 he tore his Fascist Party membership card to pieces in front of the secretary-general of the Fascist Party!  In 1934 Pirandello's libretto for Gian Francesco Malipiero's opera The Fable of the Changeling was criticized by the Fascist authorities.  That same year he was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature.  Yet the following year he is said to have given the gold medal to the Fascist government to be melted down for the invasion of Abyssinia (Ethiopia).  Yet he remained critical of the regime and its leader, once describing Mussolini as a “…top hat, and empty top hat that by itself cannot stand upright.” 

Cynics charge that Pirandello was a self-server who used his association with the Fascist regime to advance himself and his theater.  I am inclined to disagree.  It must be remembered first and foremost the Fascist government of Benito Mussolini was a totalitarian government, and such governments historically have taken a dim view of criticism, regardless of who makes them.  For his critical comments and works Pirandello was placed under close surveillance by the Fascist secret police until the day of his death on December 10th, 1936.  It should also be noted again that after 1928, Luigi Pirandello spent an increasing amount of time outside Mussolini’s Italy.

Numerous writers over the years have analyzed Pirandello’s works, attempting to get a glimpse into the mind of the great author and playwright.  Freudian themes fairly permeate his works.  One point on which there is almost complete agreement is the feeling he had a deep-seated disappointment in his fellow man.  Why shouldn’t he?  Throughout his life those closest to him more often than not were a disappointment to him.  From his own father, who betrayed his mother (and by extension, Luigi) to Mussolini, who became a disappointment as a leader.  One could even argue that Mussolini, as “Il Duce” of Italy, was in fact a surrogate father for Pirandello!

Not just people, but the ideologies that surrounded Pirandello disappointed him.  From the deceptive Risorgimento, to the failed socialist policies of the Fasci Siciliani, and finally to the sardonic myth of “Italian unity”, failure and betrayal always seemed close at hand.  One could imagine such an environment would produce feelings of melancholia in a more sensitive soul, and in Pirandello’s case it was certainly true.  He once described his life as a “…colorless existence broken only by daily walks.”

In spite of all this, however, he never stopped searching for the truth, either in the theater or in his own life.  Entire books have been written detailing his role in the debates on and around the theatrical event.  In particular the role of theater: theater as spectacle, from the director’s viewpoint, and theater as dramatic text, the author’s viewpoint.  This latter debate was perhaps best exemplified in his play Six Characters in Search of an Author.
While he may never have found something, ideologically-speaking, to give real meaning to his life, perhaps his life can give meaning to ours.  Even though he has been dead now 73 years, he still has something to teach us.  Standing where he is, on the pages of history, he is veritably shouting it at us from across the mists of time.  It is that we should never stop searching for the truth, because the truth is ever elusive.  Also, fiction can be a stronger force than reality, because reality is filled with people, and people are weak.  Left to their own devices, they can and will disappoint if not betray us.  In this day and age of so-called “conservative” politicos speaking vaguely of “family values” while spending us into bankruptcy, of leftist demagogues who preach “hope and change” while continuing with business as usual, these are lessons we would do well to remember.
"A man will die, a writer, the instrument of creation: but what he has created will never die!  And to be able to live forever you don't need to have extraordinary gifts or be able to do miracles. Who was Sancho Panza? Who was Prospero? But they will live forever because - living seeds - they had the luck to find a fruitful soil, an imagination which knew how to grow them and feed them, so that they will live forever." – Luigi Pirandello: Six Characters in Search of an Author, 1921.
Further reading:
1) Luigi Pirandello: Contemporary Perspectives; edited by Gian-Paolo Biasin & Manuela Gieri, Univ. of Toronto Press, 1999.
2) Tales of Madness by Luigi Pirandello; translated by Giovanni R. Bussino, Dante University of America Press, 1984.
3) The Late Mattia Pascal by Luigi Pirandello; translated by William Weaver, NY Review Books, 2005.

June 23, 2010

The Neglected Genius: Giambattista Vico of Naples

Giambattista Vico 
Photos by New York Scugnizzo
By Niccolò Graffio
“I don’t believe in any science, but my imagination grows when I read Vico in a way that it doesn’t when I read Freud or Jeung.” – James Joyce (Ellman, Richard: James Joyce. 2nd ed. pg. 693, New York: Oxford UP, 1983)
The simplest definition of history is the branch of knowledge dealing with past events. Though it is admittedly an oversimplification, one could argue that human history is created by basically two types of people: doers and sayers. The doers could also be termed “people of action”; those who make their mark by engaging in activities that significantly alter the world, for better or worse. Examples of this sort include Alexander of Macedon, Christopher Columbus, the Wright brothers and Albert Einstein.
Sayers, on the other hand, are those who, through the printed and/or spoken word, seek to alter the world around them by impressing their thoughts on others. Examples of this sort include Kong Qiu (Confucius), Niccolò Machiavelli, Thomas Paine and Karl Marx.
As one might imagine, often there is a considerable degree of overlap between these two broad categories. Thomas Jefferson, for example, one of America’s greatest presidents, was also a political philosopher who sought, through his writings, to spread the ideals of liberal republicanism across the globe as a counter to the hegemonistic aspirations of British monarchial imperialism.
It has been said the only thing truly respected in the animal kingdom is strength, and though many still don’t like to admit it, we humans are members of that kingdom, albeit it’s most psychologically complex members. Thus, it should come as little surprise the bulk of the Great Unwashed would be more familiar with the “greats” among the doers than those among the sayers. It should be comparatively easy (thanks to Hollywood) to find Americans familiar with the life of General George S. Patton Jr. Good luck trying to find someone (outside of a university campus) who’s ever read any of the works of Thomas Paine.
Humans first began putting their thoughts into writing about 5,500 years ago. Over the centuries, as human societies became more sophisticated, the most intelligent and learned members of those societies found time to begin tackling problems related to abstract concepts such as truth, purpose, meaning, morality and value. These early sayers wrote down their thoughts on these issues in the early scripts for posterity. It was these writings that eventually gave rise to the disciplines which today we collectively call “philosophy.”
The millennia have produced countless philosophers; most of whom, together with their philosophies, have disappeared into the mists of time. People either ignored them and their teachings or some followed them only to discard them when another caught their fancy. Still other philosophies at one time enjoyed a wide number of adherents, only to disappear under a brutal suppression. Catharism is an example of this.

One subject that has always fascinated this writer is that of the neglected genius; a person who through their writings exerted a significant if not profound influence on future generations, but for whatever reason is not rightfully given their due by historians. The subject of this essay is one such person; a son of il sud who deserves more space in the history books than he is given.
Giovanni Battista (or Giambattista) Vico was born on June 23rd, 1668 in the city of Naples in the Kingdom of Naples.  He was born in a room over his father’s small bookshop. His father, Antonio di Vico of Maddaloni (in Campania), was a farmer’s son who had moved to Naples about 1656. His mother, Candida Masullo of Naples, was the daughter of Giambattista Masullo, a carriage maker. She was Antonio’s second wife and their son Giambattista was the sixth of eight children she bore her husband.
Giambattista Vico described his father as being of “a cheerful disposition” and his mother of “a quite melancholy temper.” He stated both contributed to his character.
At the age of seven he fell head first off a ladder, fracturing the right side of his skull. The family physician predicted the boy would either die or grow up an idiot. He did neither. Years later, however, he would attribute his penchant for melancholia and his irritable temper to this childhood injury. He convalesced for three years, his father making sure the boy attended to his studies. When young Giambattista was well enough to return to school, both his father and his teacher discovered to their surprise the boy not only had maintained his studies, he was actually ahead of his peers in learning. He was advanced to the next grade level.
He was next tutored by Jesuit priests where he again demonstrated surpassing intellectual gifts, but he withdrew from them when he felt they slighted his intelligence. He continued home schooling, often studying through the night, ignoring his mother’s admonitions to go to sleep. He credits the Jesuit priest Antonio del Balzo, a nominalist philosopher, with first piquing his interest in philosophy.
In 1686 Vico fell ill (modern historians believe it was epidemic typhus). After he recovered he accepted a tutoring position from one Domenica Rocca in Vitolla, south of Salerno. It would last for nine years. Though he did recover from his sickness, Vico would be plagued with bouts of ill health that would last the rest of his life.
He went to the city of Rome in 1695. Four years later he married a childhood friend, Teresa Caterina Destito. Together they had eight children; three of whom died before reaching adulthood. By his own admission, of the surviving five, only one, Gennaro, was not a disappointment to him.
The same year he married he took a chair in Rhetoric at the University of Naples. For the remainder of his career, he would seek to attain, but never get, the more respectable chair in Jurisprudence. Like most of his children, this would be one of the sources of disappointment in his life.
In 1710 Vico first formulated his verum factum principle, as outlined in his work De Italorum Sapienta. Simply put, this principle states that truth is verified through creation or invention, and not through observation, as the eminent French philosopher René Descartes had argued years earlier.
Vico’s greatest and most controversial work was La Scienza Nuova (It: “The New Science”). First published in 1725, in it Vico argued that human societies, like mathematics, are wholly constructed and therefore knowable. He contended that civilizations basically develop in three cycles which he termed “the divine”, “the heroic” and “the human”. Each age, he claimed, displayed distinct political and social features. This theme of the cyclical nature of civilization would centuries later form the nucleus of Oswald Spengler’s masterful tome The Decline of the West (1918). Vico’s La Scienza Nuova would remain the most profound analysis of class struggles in human societies until Karl Marx wrote Das Kapital (1867).
In 1734 Vico was appointed Royal historiographer by King Charles III of Spain (who was also King Charles of the Kingdom of Naples and Sicily). This gave him a salary far greater than his meager earnings as a professor of Rhetoric. Declining health forced him to give up his chair in Rhetoric to his son Gennaro in 1741. On January 23rd, 1744 Giambattista Vico died at the age of 75.
Giambattista Vico, during his lifetime and forever afterwards, has remained relatively unknown. Vico described himself as a “stranger” and “quite unknown” in his native Naples. Beginning in the 18th century, however, his views began to make quite an impression on the philosophical world. This occurred even though, ironically, in many cases the people being influenced by his ideas were unaware as to their actual origin.
In Italy, Vico’s influence on jurisprudence, economics and political theory can be traced from Vico’s own pupil Antonio Genovesi to Ferdinando Galiani and Gaetano Filangieri. His impact on aesthetic and literary criticism is evident in the writings of Francesco De Sanctis, Giovanni Gentile and his most ardent admirer: the redoubtable Benedetto Croce!
His thoughts went far beyond Italy, however. In France, his influence has been seen in the writings of Charles de Secondat, Jean-Jacque Rousseau, Denis Diderot, Etienne Bonnot, and Joseph Marie.
In Germany Vico’s ideas found fertile ground. They influenced such people as Johann-George Hamman, J.G. von Herder, Friedrich Heinrich Jacobi, Friedrich August Wolf and even the eminent figure of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe! A German translation of The New Science in 1822 by W.E. Weber and a French translation by Jules Michelet garnered for Vico’s views an even wider audience, even if Vico’s part in them was all too often downplayed. Subsequently, Vico’s views strongly influenced James Joyce (seen in his final work Finnegan’s Wake), R.G. Collingwood and Karl Marx.
In the UK Vico’s influence can be seen in the philosophical writings of the Empiricists and thinkers of the Scottish Enlightenment, though there is no evidence they were aware of its source.
20th century scholarship has drawn parallels to the writings of Vico and luminaries such as Plato, Aristotle, Kant, Spinoza and Nietzsche, numbering him with the greats. Like these men, Vico is recognized by some as a highly original thinker whose views have spread far beyond philosophy and influenced such disciplines as anthropology, education, cultural theory, literary criticism, psychology and sociology.
To those who know and appreciate his works, however, Giambattista Vico is chiefly remembered as the “father of the modern philosophy of history”. That his legacy is obscured, even if his works enjoy a wide dissemination, is a testament to the enduring bigotry our people face as a matter of course by our European neighbors. This obviously great man certainly deserves a loftier place in the history books than what has been given him.
Further reading:
• Vico, Giambattista: The Autobiography of Giambattista Vico; transl. by Max Harold Fisch and Thomas Goddard Bergin, Cornell University Press (1995).
• Croce, Benedetto: The Philosophy of Giambattista Vico; transl. by R.G. Collingwood, Transaction Publishers (2002).
The New Science of Giambattista Vico; transl. by Thomas Goddard Bergin and Max Harold Fisch, Cornell University Press (1984).

June 16, 2010

Bronze Medal of Mary of Burgundy at the Metropolitan Museum of Art

Profile portrait of Mary of Burgundy (1457-1482) looking right by Giovanni Filangieri di Candida (ca. 1445-ca. 1498), on exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

It's believed that this exquisite medal was struck at Ghent, ca. 1477 during Candida's service to Archduke Maximilian of Austria (later Holy Roman Emperor) and his wife, Mary of Burgundy. It commemorates the royal couple's union.

Unfortunately, we are unable to see the Archduke's portrait on the obverse.

The Neapolitan born Candida served as a courtier for several European courts, including that of King Louis XI of France. As a diversion from his diplomatic duties he sometimes worked as a medalist.

Candida's medals are highly regarded for their beauty and craftsmanship, they can be found in various collections around the world.