Panini’s Kaleidoscope of Rome

Panini’s Kaleidoscope of Rome
Orhan Pamuk
Imaginary Galleries
Gianni Guadalupi

PANINI’S KALEIDOSCOPE OF ROME

Orhan Pamuk

To walk into a museum and observe one or more artworks with the curious eye of a non-expert: that is the task that the Nobel laureate Orhan PAmuk assigns to Mr. PA, his highly stylized alter ego, an avatar forged on the model of Italo Calvino’s PAlomar. We see Mr. PA, sitting on a bench on the second floor of New York’s Metropolitan Museum of Art, gazing at two canvases by Giovanni PAolo PAnini in which – as if by some unconscious Cubist impulse a century and a half ahead of its time – Rome is broken down into a fragmentation of views. What may perhaps be causing him to linger is a fascination with an age-old literary contrivance: the mise en abyme (a story within a story, an embedded narrative, a painting within a painting). Recursively, and appropriately, Mr. PA will return in future issues of FMR, visiting other museums and gazing at other artworks.

Once a week, Mr. PA walks the thirty-five minutes from his home in New York to the Metropolitan Museum of Art to look at the two paintings he always goes to see. After entering the museum and presenting his membership card, he slowly climbs the wide and dimly lit staircase, filled with a rising sense of anticipation at the belief that this time he might actually arrive at a deeper understanding of the two large oil paintings upstairs (Views of Ancient Rome and Views of Modern Rome) that he still doesn’t feel he has fully taken in.

Both paintings are by Panini (whose full name was Giovanni Paolo Panini or Pannini).
A magazine publisher has asked Mr. PA to write an essay about the two works after learning how much time he spends staring at them. Mr. PA has accepted the offer because he has always wanted to be a painter, and in fact prefers painting to literature – despite being a professor of literature. Over the past twenty-five years, Mr. PA, who regrets not becoming a painter, has been eager to become more involved in the world of painters, artists, curators, and museum directors.

To reach the Paninis on the second floor of the Metropolitan museum, he must first cross a small room covered on all four walls with paintings by Giovanni Battista Tiepolo – where he invariably feels that something is about to fall out of the sky and the Heavens and hit him on the head. Then he sits in front of the first canvas, Modern Rome (1757), and begins to look.

As he stares unmovingly at this painting, which measures 172.1 x 233 cm, Mr. PA tries his best not to think of anything, and to let his gaze roam free. As usual, his eyes begin to dart around various corners of the painting, like a dog out for a walk on a familiar field, joyfully sniffing every familiar nook. There’s Michelangelo’s sculpture of Moses, which is always the first thing he notices. There’s Étienne François, Count of Stainville, Duc de Choiseul, who commissioned the painting from Panini, and there’s Bernini’s David. From the magnificent art gallery contained within the painting, Mr. PA’s eyes shift to the immense columns that are bearing the room’s artistic and spiritual weight, and to the arch above them.

Having grown accustomed to the works of art inside the work of art, Mr. PA’s gaze now lingers on the swath of red fabric, the enormous curtain which hangs like a veil from above the arch down towards the ground, and serves as a kind of frame for the whole painting (in Ancient Rome, the other Panini – a symmetrical sibling – that hangs in this room, that same cloth is painted blue). Having thus established with this first glance that everything in the museum and in the painting is in its rightful place, Mr. PA begins to ask himself the questions he feels duty-bound to explore, and to which he discovers new answers with every visit.

Why has he made a habit of coming to look at Panini’s Modern Rome and Ancient Rome?

1. As their names suggest, the two paintings catalogue the one hundred and eleven best-known sights of Rome in 1757 (Modern Rome) and in the classical age (Ancient Rome), in the form of paintings within paintings. Mr. PA loves Rome, and the lifelike Roman vistas offered by the two works are so rich and so variform that his eyes never seem to run out of things to look at. Thinking there may be something there that he has failed to understand, to spot, to recognize, or to remember, he can only bring himself to get up and leave the museum once he has already made his mind up to come back.

2. In this room of the Metropolitan Museum, there is a bench facing each of the two paintings. Mr. PA takes great pleasure in sitting there, accustomed as he is to complaining that the large galleries inside this enormous museum never seem to be equipped with enough seats or benches where one can sit and contemplate a painting at leisure. Mr. PA sometimes thinks that there are many paintings he would be perfectly capable of observing at great length if only they came with a bench to sit and look from. He notes that there is no other gallery in the museum with two benches positioned side by side, and likes to think that the curators must have wanted visitors to sit and gaze lengthily at ancient and modern Rome.

3. Most visitors to the museum don’t even seem to be aware of the curators’ intentions for this room. The vast majority of people who walk into this spacious gallery on the second floor slow down as they pass the first painting, but never sit on the benches. Most of them understand that this first painting consists essentially of a catalogue of numerous beautiful views and monuments from the city of Rome, arranged as a sort of ‘collection of tourist postcards’. Some break immediately into a faint smile, signaling their appreciation of the work. Panini’s skill lies in the delightful way he has arranged each of these individual postcard-like paintings inside an enormous fictional art gallery. But unlike Mr. PA, most visitors that show any interest in the painting don’t actually stop to examine each of its Roman landscapes one by one. Usually they keep moving forward, and soon, they’re gone.

Some of the paintings inside the paintings have been framed and hung, others are leaning against something, some have been painted directly onto the walls, and others have been molded to fit around a fold in the wall or inside a dome, all with a careful eye to perspective. Studying this wealth of images and landscapes, the observer immediately notices the use of perspective, a technique which was of particular interest to Panini, and to which both the whole gallery and each of its component paintings unerringly defer. Panini was a master of perspective.

When he first started sitting down in front of these paintings, Mr. PA used to assume that the people who walked past without taking any notice probably didn’t know Rome at all. Even so, shouldn’t we also be interested in views of cities we’re not acquainted with? Perhaps the more important question is: Do people come to museums to see things they already know about, or to discover something completely new? Some will spare Panini’s paintings a glimpse out of the corner of their eye, chatting to each other (not even in a whisper) as they walk past, some will read the label to find out who the artist is, and some will slow down just a little bit, glancing at the painting for a few moments before moving on. Mr. PA can tell that Panini isn’t a particularly well-known painter from the facial expressions of those who pause to read the label, which show no inkling of recognition. Mr. PA thinks to himself that perhaps the reason he loves these paintings is that he spends so much time sitting across from them. And sometimes he catches himself enumerating all the things he and Panini have in common.

1. Both their surnames begin with Pa.

2. Both Panini and Mr. PA studied architecture. Later, Mr. PA devoted himself to literature, and has always regretted not making architectural paintings in the style of Panini.

3. Like Panini, Mr. PA was fascinated with the subject and technique of perspective, both in middle school and when he later went on to study architecture. Mr. PA attributes the “success” of Panini’s paintings Ancient Rome and Modern Rome not only to the allure of the Roman vistas they depict, but also to the artist’s ability to adhere perfectly to the laws of perspective as he places them within the context of these grand imaginary art galleries.

4. With his books and writings, Mr. PA is really doing for Istanbul what Panini did for Rome. He is, in other words, telling the story of Istanbul old and new. (But Mr. PA would like to believe that his books, unlike Panini’s paintings, are widely read because of his skill and creativity as a writer, rather than for touristic views of Istanbul.)

5. Mr. PA is also intrigued by the fact that Panini did not just stick to realistic paintings of Roman vistas, but created “imaginary” ones too. As well as postcard-style Vedute depicting the city’s most famous sights, he also enjoyed casting true details aside to create Capriccios containing made-up elements and imaginary topographies. Sometimes Mr. PA wonders what he would do, what he would choose to portray, if he were to start doing what Panini did and paint fictional Istanbul views – creating, in other words, Capriccios of Istanbul.

6. As every Turkish school boy knows both Rome and Istanbul are founded on seven hills. The website of the Metropolitan Museum contains information on where the sights depicted in these two paintings are to be found. Every week, before he heads for the museum, Mr. PA visits the website on his home computer and goes through the list. He doesn’t spend too much time on the more famous spots like the Trevi Fountain, the Pantheon, Piazza Farnese, and the Quirinale area. But he does linger at some length on those other places which the website labels as an “Unidentified location”. As if he were trying to recall a memory he made in ancient Rome and has since forgotten.

Places marked as unknown locations abound particularly in the painting titled Ancient Rome. Could these be sites and monuments that have genuinely been forgotten, Mr. PA wonders, or are they actually Capriccios, imaginary vistas that Panini invented? As some of the paintings are leaning sideways against the wall, they are sometimes partially covered by other paintings or various superfluous objects (vases and flowers), making it difficult to see the full view they depict. This directs Mr. PA ’s imagination towards the connection between real places lost in the folds of history and the later creation of imaginary locations. Mr. PA believes that it is the secret intention of great art and literature to mix together the factual and the fictional in order to nurture an appreciation for an invisible reality. As he meditates on this belief, he asks himself what truth it is that Panini’s two large canvases have made him appreciate, and admits to himself that his favorite thing in life is to get lost inside the landscape of a city.

Like Panini, Mr. PA would have liked to write in his books about those corners of his own city (Istanbul) that history has forgotten, or that are likely to be forgotten, and thus save them from oblivion. But what has intrigued Mr. PA even more in recent weeks is the sense of profundity that has begun to come over him whenever he sits in front of these two large canvases. Struck by this new emotion, which he did not experience when he saw the paintings for the first time many years ago, Mr. PA feels as if he were surrounded not just by the one hundred and eleven Roman vistas that Panini portrays through paintings within paintings, but by the city of Rome as a whole. This feeling ignites in him the urge to look at the paintings once more. Mr. PA decides to identify his place in both ancient and modern Rome by studying these paintings within paintings – just like someone finding their way around a city – and realizes that the best way to do this would be to examine a map of Rome at home before his next trip to the museum. On his following visit, as he is blissfully examining each of the paintings, he starts doing something he often does: he reads out the names of all the monuments and old Roman neighborhoods, finding a sense of poetry in these toponyms. Upon spotting, on this latest trip, a forgotten piazza that even the experts cannot recognize, Mr. PA determines that this particular visit has come to an end... And on his way home, the vague thought occurs to him, as it has done before, that visiting museums evokes in him a kind of satisfaction, as if he’d had a small hand himself in creating the paintings he has just been admiring.


Orhan Pamuk 
traduzione di Ekin Oklap
Orhan Pamuk was born in 1952 in Istanbul. In 2006, he was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature, for which the jury noted that “in the quest for the melancholic soul of his native city, [he] has discovered new symbols for the clash and interlacing of cultures.” His many publications include My Name Is Red, Istanbul, The Museum of Innocence, and his latest book Nights of Plague. He is a professor of comparative literature at New York’s Columbia University.

IMAGINARY GALLERIES

Gianni Guadalupi

Had it not been for his untimely death at seventy-one, Giovanni Paolo Panini, still exceedingly active and in great demand, might well have achieved any painter’s dream: the painting of paintings, the ultimate metagallery of his own work. Indeed, the gifted 18th-century landscape artist from Piacenza who so fascinates Mr. PA might have assembled duly miniaturized versions of all his other Galleries, themselves overflowing with teeming assortments of painted views. Such however was not to be, and so we must resign ourselves to gaze in openmouthed wonder at his extravagant, ingenious “views of views,” so beloved by wealthy cardinals and by travelers on the Grand Tour, and meanwhile hope to sharpen our senses by picking out the most minute details.

Blessed with increasingly weak but ever more worthy popes – including Benedict XIV, who was so witty, caustic, and open-minded that he was compared to the fiercely anticlerical Voltaire, with whom he corresponded – 18th-century Rome was still the world capital of European art, and, above all, of the art trade. The mania for classical collecting gripped popes and cardinals alike, as they combed the innumerable ruins scattered over city and countryside for statues, bas-reliefs, and fragments of all kinds for their own galleries; while rich visiting foreigners were presented, on ancient sites or in dealers’ shops, with real or fake classical objects to take home as souvenirs de Rome. Antiques had become the Eternal City’s foremost exports, while Rome itself had become one vast craft workshop where genuine finds were restored and enhanced, and skillful forgeries perpetrated. Alongside these activities, there was a flourishing complementary and parallel market for real and imaginary views of ancient and modern Rome: paintings usually aimed at illustrious visitors on the Grand Tour, portraying Roman monuments as they actually were, in the pre-Romantic enchantment of abandonment, or gathered together and placed in an imaginary setting and labelled capriccios.

Giovanni Paolo Panini excelled in this particular field. He had been born in Piacenza, in the duchy of the Farnese in 1691, had studied in a seminary there, and had been trained as a painter, probably with the Belgian De Longe for figure-painting and on the works of Francesco and Ferdinando Bibiena and their followers for quadratura. In 1711 he had moved to Rome, where he attended the workshop of Benedetto Luti, and soon “acquired fame” – as Orlandi wrote in the Abecedario Pittorico of 1719 – as a “witty young man, who delighted in painting lovely views, with the most beautiful use of color, in the manner of Ghisolfi, and rich in small graceful figures, which found immense favor”. He formed links with the lively French colony in Rome, taking as his second wife Caterina Gosset, the sister-in-law of the future director of the Académie de France, Nicolas Vleughels. In 1732 he joined the Académie as a teacher of perspective, instructing Hubert Robert among others. He executed many works for the French ambassadors and the Bourbon courts of Spain and Naples; two of the most important were the two pictures, the Views of Ancient Rome and the Views of Modern Rome commissioned in 1757 by the Duc de Choiseul, ambassador of the King of France in Rome. They must have been enthusiastically received, since the Duc immediately had him make a second version of them, now in the Metropolitan Museum of New York. We too may share this enthusiasm when we look at this second pair of variants, where a proud, bewigged and decorated Choiseul seems to flaunt his pride at possessing this imaginary picture gallery; while the artist, also present, intent now on putting the final brushstroke to a painting, now in gala attire beside his patron, looks highly satisfied with his considerable achievements. Monseigneur Claude-François Rogier de Beaufort-Montboissier, Abbé de Canillac, formerly the King of France’s ambassador to Benedict XIV, asked for replicas of the same subjects in 1759, the third in four years, and they are now in the collections of the Louvre.
Indeed, with their multiple paintings within a painting, these canvases are a sort of manifesto of Paninism: a sample of what Panini painted and could paint, a catalogue of possible wares to be displayed before a clientèle from whom orders might be expected; the prospective purchaser need only point a finger and say: “I want a Pantheon, a Colosseum, a Trevi Fountain”, and Panini was already there, brush in hand.

With these Views, centuries in advance, Panini was inventing what advertising men of today call a testimonial: just as Catherine Deneuve emerges from a car, arousing a desire for ownership in the spectator, so both the Duc de Choiseul and Abbé de Canillac tell us: look what a picture gallery you might have if you engage our painter. Here, by means of metaphor, Panini was also realizing the secret dream of every artist: that of having a museum all to himself, a personal gallery made up of works by him alone, with the intrusion merely of the occasional choice statue by another hand: desirable little trifles such as Michelangelo’s Moses or the Laocoön.
The Duc and the Abbé dream of putting together such an impossible collection, the painter dreams of having created it; the different dreams converge in that single mirage which is the unattainable aim of all collectors: that of containing the world in a single room.


Gianni Guadalupi
translation by Laurel Saint Pierre, Antony Shugaar
Gianni Guadalupi was an invaluable and beloved contributor to the first series of FMR and to our publishing house. His grace, wit, love of good stories and whimsical twists of history have delighted readers of his vast and, alas, widely scattered oeuvre. We are republishing this piece on Panini with the devout hope that the benevolent shadow of our departed and much missed friend might enjoy this chance to reappear in the new series of FMR and be a willing if ectoplasmic accomplice in our efforts.
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