
In the Second Manifesto of Surrealism from 1930, among all the excommunications and score settling, Andre Breton calls for the ‘…THE PROFOUND, THE VERITABLE OCCULTATION OF SURREALISM,’ which is suitably followed up by quotes from Cornelius Agrippa’s Third & Fourth (spuriously attributed) Books of Magic. This interest in the occult, hermeticism and alchemy can also be evidenced by the set of playing cards the surrealists designed during WWII, which features another Renaissance occultist, Paracelsus, as the Magus of Locks.
However it wasn’t until after WWII and Breton’s return to France from exile in New York that this hermetical tendency become dominant. The realities of the Cold War political landscape meant that the Breton placed ever less hope in the achievement of a Marxist Utopia, shifting his focus towards the idiosyncratic mystical Socialist thinker Charles Fourier.
As can be seen from the above portrait (crayon, charcoal, oil and glitter on linen) Toyen embraced the change of direction enthusiastically. Painted as a birthday present and presented to Breton on the eve of his birthday, this idealised portrait places Breton in the centre of three triangles (one equilateral and two isosceles triangles) and surrounded by the four traditional elements, water and air, earth and fire.
Around this time Toyen had been working on the drawing series Neither Wings Nor Stones; Wings and Stones which has strong alchemical references. Also from this period Toyen painted At the Golden Wheel, At the Black Sun and At the Gold Tree inspired by signs that were ‘luminious on the inside, not the outside’ of the Alchemist Street in Old Prague, magical capital of Europe since the days of Rudolf II, Holy Roman Emperor and King of Bohemia. The importance of the androgyne in alchemical literature and art would also have surely been noticed by Toyen, who purposefully chose an ungendered pseudonym.
Toyen’s unwavering devotion towards Breton and Breton’s respect and veneration of Toyen was such that, after his death in 1966, Breton’s widow Elisa insisted that Toyen move into his original studio at 42 Rue Fontaine, where she lived until her death in 1980. She was buried in Paris des Batignolles cemetery; close to her friends Jindrich Heisler and Andre Breton.
I will leave the last word on this exceptional artist to her friend Benjamin Peret, also buried in Paris des Batignolles;
The entire work of Toyen aims at nothing other than the correction of the outside world in accordance with a desire that feeds and grows on its own satisfaction.
This is a wonderful conclusion to the series although I’m sure there is plenty more to know and see of her work. I am happy for the introduction and education – thank you Professor!
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Thank you, i am sure that I will post individual pieces again, but for the immediate series I thought was a good conclusion.
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Good! I’ll watch for more. What’s next?
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Well I am looking into the Apollinaire post, hopefully I will get it done by Thursday. I have a few ideas floating around, in the meantime a few more recent-posts.
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Excellent! I hope it’s no pressure…
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I will try, I cannot 100% promise though so please do not fall out with me if I miss the deadline.
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Fall out with you? Never! You must see me as a mean taskmaster!
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Good I would hate to fall out, I am not great with deadlines
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I have a post prepared in case of emergency!
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So you do think I’m a mean taskmaster…
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No not at all. Plus it is good because you give me ideas for further posts.
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That’s good then!
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Otherwise I would just repost like I did today with the Breton poem, though it did make sense to me as I had mentioned Andre and Elisa in my previous post.
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Elisa is beautiful and the poem is quite a visual (makes sense – Surrealism) voyage.
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Mr. Cake a wonderful post and tribute to Toyen. The “Portrait of Andre Breton” is fabulous, what a gift. I like that you concluded with the words of Benjamin Peret, very sentimental. ~ Miss Cranes
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I know, so a beautiful gift. I am glad she lived in his studio for those 14 years, I can think of no better occupant. Well Perry can say it better than me and I am a sentimentalist
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I was thinking about that, the fact that she lived in his studio. In a strange way, I found that to be quite comforting.
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So do I. Apparently it was quite a place. He did have impeccable taste and a vast collection. I’m envious.
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Imagine, you would rarely if ever have to leave. Your eyes would want for nothing.
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It would be wonderful. Sorry for this but it’s an Andre Breton poem next, though the picture is a lovely one of Elisa, you also have to say he has impeccable taste in women as well.
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Please don’t be sorry. I agree he does have impeccable taste. I don’t know if I will ever warm to him, that does not make his taste any less impeccable.
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I know he was impossible and very opinionated. Mind you compared to Bataille he was positively warm and fuzzy. Anyway the poem is a good one, no actually a great one. Even his biggest detractors admitted that about this poem.
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Ah, of course I’m looking forward to reading it! Ha-ha, “warm and fuzzy”.
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Bunuel said that bataille’s wife, Simone I think(don’t quote me on that, not sure of her name, was lovely and kind hearted and the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but bataille was hard and never smiled.
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I think you have to wonder why some people are that way, perhaps he had a good reason. Do you know what it might be?
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Bataille was a very serious man, definitely not a person to get on the wrong side of. Him and Breton fell out but made it up. The aesthetic of Documents is certainly more hard edged than the ‘official’Surrrealism
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Thank you for sharing this information. Maybe Bataille’s wife got to see his softer side, if he had one.
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He hid it well, but people are often different from their writtings
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Love the portrait and what a wealth of information. Thank you once more. I look forward to you series on Apollinaire: “oh bergere, laTour Eiffel: le troupeau de ponts bele ce matin” … from memory … and no accents on this computer!
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Thank you, I like to cram as much tenuously connected info as possible. The Apollinaire will probably just be one post, and Zone is probably too long unfortunately. Thank you Roger for your kind comments and support.
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Passent les jours et passent les semaines
Ni temps passé
Ni les amours reviennent …
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Gripping quote… I’ll ponder a bit on that one…
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I know a good quote when I read one!
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Thanking you as well.
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