TWO NOVELISTS PUT AUTOBIOGRAPHY BEHIND THEIR NARRATIVES
ART COLLEGES IN the United States have changed little in the
past generation, except for the new role played by computers and digital art. In
short, there is less drawing and more use of technology. But the four years of
art discipline remain fairly standard.
That is why
two novels about art schools—one set in the present, the other in the
1950s—create a picture that is somewhat similar.
In Nicholas
Kilmer’s A Butterfly in Flame (2010),
the story revolves around a scheme to close an art school, Stillton Academy, as
part of a land grab to develop a luxury resort on the coast north of Boston.
Quite a different novel is The Cheese
Monkeys: A Novel in Two Semesters (2001), by Chip Kidd, in which the quirky
narrative follows the narrator through his first year in at a state college art
department, mainly enduring Art 127, a course in graphic design (i.e. commercial
art).
Both novels have the feel of autobiography, and not surprisingly.
Novelist
Kilmer, a former teacher of studio art and classics, was dean of a small,
struggling art college in Boston that merged into the larger state college
system. A Butterfly in Flame is the
seventh (of eight) installments of his “Fred Taylor Art Mysteries,” which take
place in Massachusetts.
In this
episode, Cambridge-residing Fred Taylor, an art investigator for a wealthy Boston collector, not only discovers the real estate
calumny. He also unearths an unknown Albert Bierstadt landscape painting worth
millions. The landscape mural is rolled up in a dusty classroom attic and, if
sold, could save the art academy financially.
In all his
novels, Kilmer gives protagonist Fred Taylor a kind of high-minded tone,
critical of fools and adamant about quality in art. A Butterfly in Flame finds Fred a bit more disparaging than usual,
perhaps. He is distraught by the slack standards of art education, for example.
One may sense Kilmer’s own clash with educational bureaucracies when
he portrays, at fictional Stillton Academy, the worst that can happen.
In The Cheese Monkeys, author Kidd also
reveals his own life story. He became a well-known graphic designer, producing
covers for best-selling authors. Kidd attended a state college art department
in the 1950s. His satire on two semesters of life there offer a kind of Catcher in the Rye of the art school (or
perhaps a Kerouac On the Road
imitation).
Either way,
the unnamed eighteen-year-old narrator has fingered his art teachers, and the
art department, as phonies (to use Holden Caulfield favorite term). An early
line is typical: “Majoring in Art at the state university appealed to me
because I have always hated Art, and I had a hunch if any school would treat
the subject with the proper disdain, it would be one that was run by the
government (i.e. a state college).”
As to the
“cheese monkeys,” early in the novel, our protagonist sees a kind of joke
sculpture done by someone and titled, “Is Nothing Sacred?” or “Seventh Circle
of the Cheese Monkeys,” two of its material elements being “Bagfuls of
pretension” and “Hot air.” This makes our protagonist laugh, and think, “Bravo,”
at this put-down of art.
Still, a
semester of Introduction to Drawing and the same in Introduction to Graphic
Design do educate our young, ungrateful, anti-hero.
The clash between students and teachers do not come into the open until the second semester Graphic
Design course, where a hard-nosed, slow-to-praise Prof. Winter Sorbeck presides.
During four assignments on communication through Graphic Design, he excoriates
the students, especially a young lady, Himillsy, whom our hero fancies. The
fourth project prompts her to fire a gun at Sorbeck, though it has blanks.
When the
final project comes, the students stress-out, do all-nighters, and one girls
cuts off the tip of her thumb with an X-acto knife. But also, Sorbeck does not
show up for finals: He is fired. That’s because, during the faculty art show,
he put out a cooler, closed tight, bearing a sign in provocative Graphic Design
fashion, “WHATEVER YOU DO, DON’T OPEN…” It was opened, of course. The cooler
was filled with human excrement. The stench soon engulfed the Visual Arts
building.
The story
is filled with adolescent (and adult) profanity that’s bluer than even the frequent
freshman bathroom humor of this novel. As noted, even the professor acts out in
the end. Author Kidd is suggesting, perhaps, his felt-need for rebellion in a 1950s
art department, given the Cold War and McCarthy Era. At a frat party, Himillsy
is drugged and nearly raped, except our hero intervenes. Surprisingly, she then
turns on him for interfering in her life.
The story ends
with the final project. The narrator book-binds his graphic texts and the cover
title reads, The Cheese Monkeys. Himillsy
sends in her final project by UPS, a fish bowl with the fish inside representing
herself: “That’s MMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEE.”
Like much modern-day
art, or like Beat Generation narrative, The
Cheese Monkeys is not about an end product (in this case, a novel with a
plot that resolves itself), but rather a “process.” In this, graphic artist
Chip Kidd presents a lively freshman-year tour, if not really a plot.
The title
of Kilmer’s novel, A Butterfly in Flame,
also requires some explanation. The place to begin and end is its plot: A
teacher and female student go missing at the art academy, and Fred Taylor is
asked go in, feign being a substitute teacher, and find out where the two went
(since a fraternizing scandal might be afoot). Fred soon realizes that the art
school—filled mostly with sincere students and faculty—is otherwise a kind of
charade. It needs accreditation to survive in the little coastal town, but for
some reason the academy Board is plotting for its failure and closure.
As Fred
discovers in the end, the Board, a Boston bank, and a few other culprits are
buying up the town to build a holiday spot, something like a Stillton Sound Resorts. To
do this, the art academy must fail, and one hotel—a holdout in the land
grab—must be brought to heal.
The plan
unravels, and one culprit—a onetime academy director—is killed to keep him
silent. Then the missing female art student shows up with papers proving her father-banker is
in on the conspiracy. Fortunately, Fred finds the Bierstadt mural (plus another
Bierstadt at the old hotel), and as the police round up the bad guys, the art
academy is due for a large new endowment and a new Board of Directors. In real
life, Bierstadt had painted butterflies on some greeting cards, and one also
shows up around the Stillton Academy. When the witty and erudite Fred discusses
a fire that destroyed the academy founder’s home—and presumably some paintings
on canvas—he said of the paintings: “They’d have the chance of a butterfly in
flame.”
As in all
his “Fred Taylor Mysteries,” Kilmer has put one particular art work at the
center of the plot. This novel has the Bierstadt. His other novels feature,
respectively, a Vermeer, a Copley, a Renaissance old master, a Turner, a
medieval illuminated manuscript, a Da Vinci, and a Bosch. His publisher says Kilmer
“writes the most gripping—and well
researched—art mysteries of today,” an in-the-ballpark claim, given the author’s
academic credentials and productivity. Plus, Kilmer used to head an art
academy.
(More on Fred Taylor, and all “art mystery” series, in a
later post).
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