G is for Guelph & Ghibelline

The G&G militias square off in Bologna, from the Croniche of Sercambi, from wikipedia.

The Renaissance “feud” between the Guelphs and Ghibellines was a major factor in territorial disputes, i.e. people shooting each other, looting, pillaging and so on, for centuries. Modern readers could think of it a bit like Red states/Blue states, Hatfields/McCoys, or those guys on the old Star Trek episode who were black on one side and white on the other… (“But he is black on the LEFT side!!!!”)

Both were extra-extra-Catholic. Both were political factions. Both were originally German, though they swept up most of continental Europe. Each claimed to have marching orders from the Christian God and the Bible, which means the Bible  wasn’t given very clear instructions. Maybe there was a signal break-up near the burning bush. Can you hear me now, Moses?

The Holy Roman Football of Piety

If you were snoozing during the early medieval period of your world history class, you may have drowsily wondered what the heck is a Holy Roman Emperor, as opposed to the Roman emperor or the Byzantine emperor or the Bishop of Rome, all of whom claimed that they were ruler of everything on earth. That’s the thing about empires; borders tend to be flexible.

Roman emperors, like Julius Caesar and Caligula, were on their way out once the Goths and Visigoths started burning large bits of Rome. For the ones like Caligula (Nero, Domitian…) the Goths probably did them a favor. For the others, they had to move their office over to Byzantium and become Byzantine Emperors. Constantine was one of the early big poobahs, big enough to have the city named after him.

But Constantinople is not very close to France, and there were still roaming bands of barbarians–ever play Civilization II?–so the pope in the 700s also decided to grant Charlemagne a status as “my extra special Catholic buddy,” the Holy Roman Emperor. What about the Guelphs? I’m getting to that…

Frederick Barbarossa action figure! Image from free3d.com.

The Franks Got to Germany, and the Germans Got in an Argument

After Charlemagne moved on and the pope down in Rome still wanted an emperor closer to himself than to Turkey, he shifted the title from the head of France to the head of Germany. Thus, by 1125, the Holy Roman Emperor was in Germany. But families are families, and most of history can be traced over to disputes over who should cut the turkey at Thanksgiving or bless the wine at Michaelmas or whatever.

There were familial disputes between the House of Welf and the House of Hohenstaufen in Waiblingen. Frederick I, also called Barbarossa, resolved those in part by being the issue of a Welf who married a Waiblingen. And he was a big-time badassed crusader, so he was very much loved by the pope.

But, pretty soon after Barbarossa, the temperature started rising among the Germans and they started squabbling–again! And they dragged the rest of Catholicism into the mix with them. Even though at another point there were multiple popes (three popes for the price of one!!!), the real pope… which one? take your pick… sided with one group of the Germans, the Welf or Guelph part. The rest of the Germans happen to side with the H.R.E. at the time, who was a Ghibelline (from Waiblingen). So, there you go.

Dante, exiled from Florence. Painting in the Basilica de Santa Fiore, photo by Heritage images.

Even Dante Can’t Catch a Break

Not only did the city-states line up on different sides of the Guelph and Ghibelline feud, but sometimes the cities themselves divided into factions. Dante got caught up into one of those disputes between White Guelphs and Black Guelphs in Florence.

Because Dante was a White Guelph (or white on the left side!), he was exiled from the city. Florence is still trying to recover from the embarrassment, now that Dante has become an international epic poem superstar. Once Dan Brown starts writing about someone, whoever has thrown shade at them in the past better start backtracking.

The Trans-National Feud Fades into National Feuds

Ultimately, this Catholic-church-wielding political power vs. political-territory-granted-temporary-divine-authority started to crumble as a division. During the Renaissance, it’s true that Guelph and Ghibelline forces faced off constantly. But Spain, France, and England each grew in power as national entities in their own right, rather than representing either the pope or the H.R.E. So the began to fight for territory for themselves. Plus, once Martin Luther and John Calvin came along and threw a wrench into the Catholic mill, the Catholics had plenty of other fronts to fight.

By 1605, so much side-switching and doctrine-waving had been done, that newly-elected Pope Paul V even ended up bearing a coat of arms with a German eagle, representing Ghibelline insignia. The division of G&G sort of faded away.

Pope Paul V’s coat of arms, included the rival Ghibelline crest. Photo from wikipedia.

Besides, the Catholics and Paul V ended up with other things to worry about. He had just met this guy named Galileo.

F is for Fluyt

Ships. So. Many. Ships!

J. M. Turner “The Harbor at Dieppe,” from Wikipedia.

Apparently, ship painting is a huge sub-genre unto itself, which I was unaware of until I started sourcing pictures for this post. This post is about the Dutch ship, the fluyt, which turned the Dutch into the pre-eminent traders from the 15th century on. But it’s also a weensy bit about what ships came before.

Not so Tall and Stately

I mentioned with the Doge that the Venetians attacked Constantinople and used ships that ferried armor and horses. This is a view of the Venetian navy vessel. Not so cargo-based, is it?

Venetian war ship, painted by Francesco Guardi, wikipedia
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E is for Eyck

Jan van Eyck’s Arnolfini Portrait, today in the National Gallery of London. Photo from wikipedia.

Today’s post is about Jan van Eyck and his portrait of the Arnolfini’s marriage.

Don’t get me started about why Da Vinci is a “D”, Christine de Pisan is a “C,” but anyone with a Dutch name pretends the “van” isn’t there. Them’s the rules. Van Eyck is an “E” just like Medici is an “M.” Moving on.

The Renaissance didn’t just happen in a few cities in Italy. The post-plague frenzy in commerce, philosophy, architecture, and painting spread from the Black Sea to the top of Scotland. Besides the cities bordering the Mediterranean, the other great flowering in artwork happened up in Flanders or what we’d call the Low Countries today. Flemish painter Jan van Eyck created a quintessential Renaissance masterpiece in his portrait of a wealthy merchant and wife, Giovanni di Arrigo Arnolfini and …well…see below.

A van Eyck portrait, thought to be of himself. Photo from wikipedia.

The Steph and Seth Curry of Flanders: the Van Eycks

Painter Jan, born in 1390, was from an artistic family. His brother Hubert was nearly as notable as a painter, and his four other brothers and sisters also were artists. They were from Maaseik, a southern part of Belgium that bordered Burgundy, which was its own country, separate from France. Philip “the Good” of Burgundy was one of Jan’s biggest patrons, although he had many.

Painters provided some of the biggest “entertainment” back in the 1420s, the way sports stars are today. Some of the money flowing in from commerce (See “F” tomorrow) ended up in church coffers, but plenty was also used to build statues, monuments, and other buildings.

Plus, building new churches meant lots of places to paint: walls (“Last Supper”), altarpieces, triptyches, polyptyches, stained glass windows, and even just portraits in the hallway.  The wealthy might have themselves painted into religious scenes as St. Bartholomew or the anonymous friar on the right. Personally, I’d love to be painted as Hildegarde von Bingen! If they couldn’t have themselves painted into a religious scene, they could also commission someone else to paint their portrait.

Patronage, Portraiture, and Public Documentation

While portraits might be vanity projects and/or a form of entertainment, they could also function as documentation. It would not be unusual to paint a couple betrothed, married, birth of a child, or other family or formal function to act as a confirmation of legal status.

Scholar Erwin Panofsky argued in 1934 that the highly detailed signature by the artist on the back wall meant he acted as a witness to legalize this marriage. Others agreed with Panofsky’s comments about many of the religious symbols, but not its main purpose. Another said it was a betrothal and a third said it showed Giovanni’s legal claim on his existing wife.

“Van Eyck was here.” Photo from wikipedia.

Even as late as 1997, data was still surfacing that argued about the figures in the painting and their marital status. The most recent thought is that the woman is either an undocumented earlier wife or his cousin’s wife, but not Jeanne Cenami because a certificate showed that they weren’t married until 13 years after the painting’s completion. This also might have been Giovanni’s first wife Costanza Trenta, who had died in childbirth, making the portrait a kind of memorial. Geez fellas, is it too much of an imposition to actually document who the woman is in one of the most famous paintings in the world? I think we should just call her Xena.

Every Paintstroke has a Meaning

Everything that was painted–named or not–had a meaning. Xena is wearing a cap, so she is likely married. While she looks pregnant (odd for a betrothal or marriage), it’s as likely that she is holding fabric to remind the viewer that her husband is a textile merchant. The gown is brilliant green, both symbolizing fertility and to remind the viewer of her rich husband, the textile merchant. The BBC program, “A Stitch in Time,” devoted a whole episode to the dress alone.

BBC A Stitch in Time on Youtube.

One pair of shoes is removed, a symbol perhaps of preparation for bed, which peeks out from the side. The orange on the windowsill is not intended as a still life but as reflection of luxury, again reminding the viewer of wealth and/or fertility. Or, maybe there really was an orange on the window because people didn’t tend to bathe, so the wealthy often held oranges in front of their noses.

Even little Asta on the floor might have many meanings. He could remind them of “fido,” i.e. fidelity in marriage. He also might reflect animal fertility. On the other hand, maybe Xena owned a lapdog.

Look Closer…Closer

The real hallmark of a Jan van Eyck, or of any Flemish painter, was the extraordinary detail and the intimacy it suggested. Painters had shifted from tempera to oils and managed to achieve such clarity of brushstrokes that individual hairs of the dog stand out today. This portrait is small, only 3’x 2′. You are meant to stand closely to see it. When you do, you see the sparkle in Asta’s eyes, the nap of fabric, and reflections of the beads.

If you have a magnifier or can enlarge a digital version, the wall behind reveals even more surprises. There is a mirror– a convex one–which accurately distorts the figures in curved glass. Their backs are shown painted with an additional figure in the doorway, perhaps Van Eyck himself. Then, around the mirror, shown even smaller, are stages of Christ’s life and death.

Thus, the intimacy for the viewer is both real and symbolic. The details can only be seen close-up. Moreover, Christians experienced their relationships with Jesus on a personal basis. The painting emphasizes that the relationship is so personal, it can only be seen with a magnifying glass. In other words, he’s always there.

If I do have myself painted into a picture of Hildegarde of Bingen, I think I’ll have her wear a necklace with a cameo and painted inside will be Captain Marvel, always with me. And my calculator.