A CONTEMPORARY NOVEL OFFERS AN ODDLY ROMANTIC PAINTER
ELIZABETH KOSTOVA’S expansive novel, The Swan Thieves (2010), has given us one of the most unusual
painter personalities in a long history of such fictional characters.
His name is
Robert Oliver. In the 1990s, he is a master painter, big and handsome as an
opera singer. But meanwhile, he is so obsessed with the oil portrait of a
nineteenth-century French woman that a psychiatrist has put him into a mental hospital. The possibilities are enticing, including the title itself: Swan Thieves?
The setting is Washington D.C., and the attending psychiatrist is Andrew Marlow. He is, in effect, the
central character. Marlow sets out to solve the mystery behind the painter’s mania.
The mania became public when Oliver attempted to shred a painting in the
National Gallery of Art, his knife-wielding hand deflected by a guard (After
this, the police handed him over to the D.C. psychiatric system).
It will
take the entire novel to reveal a kind of dual aspect to Robert Oliver. On one
hand, he treats his current women badly. And yet, on the other, he has plunged
himself into mental despair trying to avenge a wronged woman painter of the
1870s. Her name is Beatrice de Clerval Vignot, and Oliver knows the woman only by an evocative oil painting of her, which he saw at the Met in New York City.
The Swan Thieves is not a paranormal
romance. And yet Beatrice exists in Robert Oliver’s life as if a palpable ghost.
He paints her face constantly (freaking out his wife, Kate, of course). He wants
to avenge Beatrice, but can’t go back in time. So he turns his rage inward. He becomes
incommunicable. “She’s dead,” is all he can say.
In time,
the novel presents two mysteries to be explained. First is how and why Oliver got
obsessed with Beatrice. Second is: Who is this Beatrice, and what happened to
her that needs to be avenged?
In the last
chapters, psychiatrist Marlow finally goes to Paris to find the answers. One
important clue is a note that Oliver had left in Paris when he pursued the life
story of Beatrice. Oliver’s note says, “Perhaps you know what it is like not to
be able to paint when you want to.”
This one
line—paint when you want to—reveals what
might be called the essential feminist theme of the entire novel: Women want to
paint, but they meet obstacles, and the main one is male prejudice.
To be sure,
the novel offers a note of sympathy for male painters, too. Psychiatrist Marlow
is an amateur painter and his profession often gets in the way of his painting when he wants to. For women,
it’s far worse. We meet Kate Oliver, a young artist who became Robert Oliver’s
wife, now estranged. He left her with a baby and all the household chores, and
she was forced to give up her artwork.
Oliver continues the pattern. As Kate and Robert separate, he is seduced by a young
art student named Mary Bertison. They cohabitate, but she is eventually so oppressed
by his behavior, she too can no longer be an artist. She kicks him out.
The moral conundrum
for readers is this: Although Robert Oliver treats his present-day lovers badly,
he is quite the opposite with the ghostly Beatrice. He is overwhelmed by
compassion when he learns that she couldn’t paint when she wanted to.
As Oliver says
in a note, “She stopped painting too young. I must continue for her. Someone
must avenge her, since she might have continued to paint for decades if she had
not been cruelly prevented.” Oliver believes Beatrice was a “genius.”
With clinic-bound Oliver mute throughout the story, it's up to Marlow to take us to Paris to unlock Beatrice’s past. Back in the 1870s, she had been a young,
married, and rising painter in the age of Courbet (a kind of early Berthe
Morisot or Mary Cassatt figure). Her talent was encouraged by an older man, a
widower—known in her letters as Cher
Monsier—who is a good friend of the family and an art connoisseur.
Cher Monsier falls in love with Beatrice.
In this atmosphere he inspires her to do a very challenging painting. It’s on the
classical Greek mythical theme of Leda, the story of a mortal woman whom Zeus
visited as a swan to impregnate and give the world a few more mythical heroes. (This
is the painting that Oliver will attack at the National Gallery and that underwrites
the novel’s title, The Swan Thieves).
The love
affair between Cher Monsier and Beatrice
is kept vague in the narrative. We don’t know whether they slept together (making
her an adulteress) or just shared a Platonic kiss. Either way, one of Cher Monsier’s letters to Beatrice—“about
us, about our night,” she says—was intercepted by Gilbert Thomas, a wicked
art-dealer-painter who’d had his eyes on Beatrice’s career.
A capable
painter himself, Thomas had done the portrait of Beatrice (which Robert Oliver
saw in the Met). Once Thomas has purloined her illicit love letter, he decides to
blackmail her. If she did not let him put his name on the swan painting, thus
boosting his career, he would take the love letter public. Beatrice relents,
but says in a final letter, “I will never paint for this monster after I finish, or if I
do it will be only once, to record his infamy.” She never paints again.
As the investigator
in the novel, Marlow realizes that Oliver had discovered all of this history
and returned to D.C. as avenger. His attack on the swan painting was an
irrational act of desperation. Rationally, the reader might think, Oliver could
have declared the truth with documentary evidence. He might have rehabilitated
Beatrice as the painter of a great masterwork.
An overall motif
haunts this novel: Men can be pretty malicious when it comes to stopping women
from painting. Mr. Oliver does it in his way, and the evil dealer Mr. Thomas
did it in his. Presuming this novel is written mostly for a female audience, it
presents a very complex image of men in regard to women artists. What would that
image be? You can’t live with them, but you can’t live without them?
The happy
ending is really about psychiatrist Marlow. He helps Robert Oliver get over his
obsession. After that, Marlow will probably propose marriage to Mary (who was
jilted by Oliver). Indeed, Marlow and Mary have already begun to paint together
in the Virginia countryside.
The Swan Thieves is a rich, detailed,
and layered novel that seems to be rewarding to most readers who stay with the long-and-winding
road until the end. The Janus-faced Robert Oliver is a good painter, but a very
peculiar romantic, both a lout and a chivalrous defender of a wronged woman he
never met. In an ideal world, we can suppose that he also would have let the
other women in his life paint when they wanted to.
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