Part I
THE WORK OF ART
Chapter 1
THE ABSOLUTE AND THE IMPOSSIBLE WORK: FRANZ KAFKAāS āTHE BURROWā
Robert Buch
One of the preferred targets of the avant-gardeās cheerful and occasionally triumphalist iconoclasm was undoubtedly the category of āwork,ā both in the sense of the artwork and in that of the activity aimed at producing it. What came under attack as the category of work was dismantled were, on the one hand, the putative ideals underlying it, notions of coherence, closure, unity, and self-sufficiency, in short, the artworkās lofty detachment and self-contained character. On the other hand, the iconoclastic critique, according to the well-known thesis of Peter Bürgerās classic Theory of the Avant-Garde, aimed at the special status accorded to the work of art, the bourgeois sacralization of art, its removal and isolation from the spheres of everyday life and everyday practice.1 Against the institutional seal, both in the sense of consecrationāthe stamp of approval conferred by cultural authorities and the institutions of artāand in the sense of sealing art off by placing it in a circumscribed domain, the protagonists of the avant-garde advocated more permeable boundaries between work and beholder, art and audience, unsettling the latterās expectations and presumed complacency. In Bürgerās account this effort amounted to nothing less than revoking the autonomy of the artwork and collapsing the boundary between art and life. The ideal of disinterested contemplation was to be replaced with a sense of exposure and disquiet on the part of the spectators; passive receptivity would yield to more unsettling and possibly transformative experiences.
Equally under attack was the work of the artist, her creative labor and the related notions craftsmanship, discipline, practice, and virtuosity. These characteristics had to give way to less elevated, less controlled, and more spontaneous modes of creation: opening the door to chance, contingency, and violence as important elements in the creative process. Ironically, the modernist clearing operation also swept up the opposite of the traditional values of craftsmanship and skill, namely the ideas of genius and inspiration, replacing them at times with a more sober and cerebral approach, at times with more exalted and visceral conceptions.
The avant-gardeās iconoclastic impulse was not pervasive, however. As a matter of fact, some paradigmatic modernist artists and writers stuck to the notion of work in a rather emphatic manner. Once more, I think, in the double sense of the term, work as in the single and singular artwork (less in the sense of an entire oeuvre) and āworkā in the sense of the creative activity, the effort required to bring the artwork into being, to make it appear. It is an activity that is typically experienced as difficult, the hard work that is necessitated by the fact of resistance, whether it be the resilience of the material or the elusiveness of form.
There are many examples of the search for the work and the effort and despair spent on it. Often it is a search for nothing less than the perfect, the ultimate work, the absolute painting, for instance, āthe one picture that will annihilate all the other ones,ā as Francis Bacon put it in conversation with David Sylvester, but also āthe one that sums up all the others.ā2 It is a search, though, that is haunted by failure, dogged by a sobering sense of shortcoming, and perpetual self-repudiation. Among the most dramatic accounts of this process are Francis Baconās own depictions of his effort to wrest new configurations from the canvas in a peculiar mix of marshaling models from the great tradition of easel painting and of a late-modernist investment in chance and the material properties of oil paint, spurted randomly on the canvas. It is as though Bacon sought to continually thwart his own virtuosity in oil painting by hurling paint on the figures and faces he had just finished and then smudging the paint so as to see what possibilities this technique produces. It comes as no surprise that abandoning and even destroying works would come to be an inevitable part of this procedure. So is an unmistakable repetitiveness and seriality in Baconās production, returning to the same motifs over and over, as though to something constitutively unfinishable.
A similar dialectics of achieving the perfect and indisputable work through a process of creation and destruction can be found in James Lordās fascinating account of sitting for a portrait by the Swiss sculptor and painter Alberto Giacometti or in W. G. Sebaldās story in The Emigrants about the British painter Frank Auerbach.3 Both Giacometti and Auerbach proceeded by painting or drawing over the previous dayās work, adding and erasing at the same time, in an unending effort to capture the appearance that condenses all appearances in one. Whether in Bacon, Giacometti, or Auerbach, it seems as though the ostensibly old-fashioned search for perfection, if still in place, tends to unfold via its opposite: negation, reduction, elimination. The gesture of erasure which appears to be such a typical feature of this effort is at once a deletion that makes room for starting from scratch, as though the perfect work had to be achieved ex nihilo, in a few decisive strokes, and a verdict on the efforts thus far, forcing a new departure. Perfection has its counterpart in repeated failure, the dream of completion and closure never comes to an end but prompts ever-renewed beginnings. And yet, this failure and the seemingly compulsive self-denial accompanying it constitute an approximation of the absolute work flickering through in its ephemeral appearances. It is something like an infinite, an unending approximation because the absolute by definition does not manifest itself in the world of relations and particulars, or if it does, it does so only by repudiation, through denial and withdrawal.
The dynamic sketched here is not limited to the visual arts. In literature too, it is not difficult to think of a number of modernist authors who clung to an emphatic notion of work and an emphatic notion, if not of perfection, then at least of supreme achievement. The two such perfectionists that come to mind immediately are Flaubert and Proust, whose novels, while not necessarily seeking to āannihilateā all precursors and contenders, were nevertheless thought to constitute a kind of summa, a summation of the possibilities of their art: from the formerās livre sur rien to the latterās Åuvre cathĆ©drale. In the first case, it is a work whose accomplishment is supposed to be entirely independent of its apparent subject matter and one that refuses to conform to any worldview or impart any kind of message. Flaubertās ideal is one of an absolute work in that it has absolved itself from the tutelage of ideas or, in his words, conclusions. In the case of Proust, rather than a book built on, and ostensibly about, nothing, patently oblivious to meaning and content, the ideal work at once encompasses and transcends the world. It is, in short, a book about everything. The novel outlined in the last volume of the Recherche is claimed to subsume, absorb, and sublimate the narratorās life of trials and tribulations into a vast structure. Like a cathedral, it would synthesize and integrate not only different arts but also organize and connect the different themes and motifs into a coherent unified whole, joining different discourses, genres, and media into a new form of Gesamtkunstwerk.4 But the summative and totalizing gesture at the conclusion of Proustās novel is misleading. As many critics have pointed out, the closing prospectus of alignment and convergence is strangely at odds with the actual work the reader is about to end and which, they argue, ought not to be mistaken for the one so emphatically invoked on the last pages.5 As is well known, Proust was working on the proofs of the penultimate volume, Albertine disparue, until his last breath. Rather than the relief and redemption adumbrated in the surprising revelation of the workās climactic finale, written at about the same time as he wrote the first part, Du cĆ“tĆ© de chez Swann, the penultimate volume seemed to expand uncontrollably, hypertrophically, a searching but also sprawling exploration of the circumstances and ramifications of a separation, the narratorās loverās abrupt departure, indeed escape, a loss that clearly defied any closure and integration, eclipsing the triumphant vision of denouement and fulfillment. Here too then we find a curious dialectic between the notion of a definitive and indeed summative achievement and a creative process that turns out to be interminable and all-consuming, undercutting the very idea of the absolute work.
The notion of the absolute, with its unmistakable theological overtones, has a long lineage.6 It encompasses the aspiration of a work, as in Proustās Recherche, of ultimate breadth and comprehensiveness, an echo of the encyclopedic dream to create works that would be as wide in scope and as abundant in content as the world itself. We have also seen the quasi-Platonic dream of matching the elusive ideal, of painting, in Giacometti, Bacon, and Auerbach, the perfect head, the perfect scream, the perfect portrait, indeed the perfect, that is, the absolute and final painting itself. Then there is the notion of the work that is absolute in terms of its detachment, its radical independence and self-sufficiency, as in Flaubertās livre sur rien. And there is also, finally, the notion of the artistās unconditional commitment, the single-minded pursuit of a calling irreconcilable with any other vocation.
In the following, I want to pursue the categories of work and work, of work as consummate achievement and of work as painstaking labor, as an arduous process that requires discipline, dedication, and skill, with regard to the case of another high modernist, Franz Kafka, who seems to fit seamlessly in the paradoxical logic of creation and destruction, the definitive confirmation of creative power and its perpetual revocation. A pattern that gives the distinct impression that self-realization, self-effacement, success and failure are not antithetical but coincide, effecting one another in a peculiar form of reciprocity. The aim is to develop a better understanding of the curious crossing, or concurrence, between the notion of an ultimate accomplishment and its opposite, an almost inescapable sense of defeat. Perhaps this is merely an understandable psychological dynamic of the overly ambitious, part of the myth and self...