Everyone agrees art is about creating, using one’s chosen medium. In painting, medium consists of tubes (or buckets) of paint and support (canvas, wood, board, etc.). Along comes Marcel Duchamp, a Frenchman armed with a urinal. He upset every artist’s paint cart. Duchamp’s urinal is at the heart of Kant After Duchamp.
Kant After Duchamp is written by another Frenchman, a long-winded one. Thierry de Duve writes in a deceptively semi-conversational style. But, you can’t rush through the book. It is dense with ideas.
In the first section alone, Art Was A Proper Name, de Duve goes ad infinitum into the nuances of art along with why it is what it is. I hair-split, too, but never to this extent. I think that excess lies in the purview of philosophers who think through questions logically, without messing with reality. In fairness, de Duve does do some reality-checking.
At the center of the issues de Duve raises is the confounding story of Marcel Duchamp ‘s urinal aka Fountain by R. Mutt. A curious intrigue surrounded this urinal. No other piece of work has caused as much consternation. For at least one very good reason. Technically, Duchamp did not create it. Is not art all about creating?
Duchamp took an object we all know—a ready-made, as we now label this sort of thing—turned it upside down, and slapped on a title. He attributed it to an unknown, R. Mutt, and submitted it to an exhibit ran by the Society of Independents.
When the exhibit opened, Duchamp’s urinal was not in it. It had mysteriously disappeared from the Society’s safekeeping. Where to and taken by whom? No one knew or would say.
Alfred Stieglitz, at the time the leading figure in the art world, took up his cause by publicizing a photograph Stieglitz had taken of the urinal. R. Mutt’s Fountain gained notoriety. And as time passed, a coveted place in history.
There is more to this book, of course, but the saga of Duchamp’s infamous urinal illustrates the changing nature of art. His behind-the-scenes machinations offer an interesting look into the politics of artistic success. Is there a lesson in all this for writers?