I was talking about Joseph Cornell with a friend who is also a fan and I got this out of the library again. Recommmend.
Cornell’s Boxes
I would have first encountered Cornell’s work as part of a Surrealism/Dada exhibit at the MCA here in Chicago in the seventies, a really wonderfully curated event with lots of usefully explanatory guiding texts to help me understand what was going on. I still have the book generated out of that experience, a wonderful and wonderfully strange representation of that exhibit. DuChamp and Breton seemed like central figures in this outsider art movement, but Cornell? Even more outside than the others. A kind of peripheral member of the team, and not exactly a theorist. With no formal training in art, Cornell was lucky enough to be born in Queens in 1903 and visiting art galleries in the late twenties and early thirties when surrealist art was first being exhibited. Then he had his own ideas about how to respond to that movement, developing collages, montages, and his most lasting contribution, boxes, what he referred to as “poetic memory boxes” filled with ephemera, stuff he found in thrift stores, pictures of movie stars he liked, usually bounded by sturdy wooden frames. He used these strategies to represent his one personal interests in movies, ballet, birds, childhood, women. Predating pop artists Andy Warhol, in a way?
In the sixties and seventies I got art and photography books (Man Ray) out of the library, consumed films from Bunuel, read surrealist fiction and poetry, and from time to time I still do. And fairly recently I went to an exhibit of German surrealism/dada at the Chicago Art Institute which was great. That aesthetic effort to say NO to the modernist effects of Rationalism—endless war, over reliance on technology, industrialism, rising inequality, the destruction of the environment—seemed relevant and important to me, and now, what we are calling neo-liberal capitalism or globalism, seems like an assault to humanity and the Earth in a never ending spiral. Where are the arts in decrying the destruction of the planet?
In that respect, surrealism/dada feels appropriately still relevant as one part of the resistant mix. But what about art that works with this aesthetic for other, more intimate purposes? Cornell is not in the political wing of surrealism; surrealism and dada were also known for play and games and getting back to the garden of childhood as much as anything. Also central was Irrationalism, and the place of Freud’s unconscious, which was always a seething place for exploration of sexual fantasy, for dreams. Cornell was said to insist his early, child-like art be seen at the level of children. But he also had the unconscious as central to all of his work.
In New York Cornell had the opportunity to meet Duchamp and everyone, and everything influenced him, in spite of the fact he was a shy recluse that lived with his mother and younger brother in a modest place in Queens all his life. But he was largely unwritten about until Diane Waldman decided to write her MFA thesis on his work in 1975, traveling to Queens to visit him, a process that extended to nine years until Cornell’s death, and on the basis of those nine years Waldman wrote a book on his work in 1977, and this short but pretty wonderful biography with lots of art appeared 25 years later, the most comprehensive examination of his life and work and worth checking out.
Why does Cornell’s work interest me? It has an intimacy and personal aspect to it, versus some of the abstraction of the surrealism/dada. He wasn’t a formal theorist; he had no formal training. He used surrealist ideas for his own quirky and interesting purposes. Horror/fantasy writer Brooke Wonders wrote a story called “Cornell Box” a couple years ago which gets at the horror/creepy dimension of his fantasy work, typified by shadowy figures, doll heads, and when I read the story I got intrigued to look back into Cornell. Then Goodreads reviewer Mike turned me on to this book through his review.
I think Cornell’s boxes and collages and montages are for me an extension of my interest in comics, multimedia, multigenre, in any approach to inquiry that is multiple, dialogical, as opposed to traditional research and argumentation, which is typically monological. I think his work is romantic in the great tradition of romanticism, celebratory, playful, with an interesting dark streak in it. Waldman only skirts the creepy sexual fantasies/dreams of the largely odd and reclusive Cornell, with his focus on Medici women and movie stars, but that is interesting if also sometimes sort of creepy, shadowy, but this extends out of surrealism’s embrace of the Freudian obsession with sexuality.
The odd Cornell said he hated anyone being obsessed with dates for his works; he thought it created this chronological obsession, but Waldman persisted anyway, thankfully, to organize her book according to the phases of Cornell's work: Romantic Ballet, Medici Boxes, Portraits of Women, Aviary Series, Cosmology (Cosmogony), Film Experiments and Late Collages. Cornell lived and worked in his house most of his life, and his ideas of the world came through his windows, “boxes” of poetic memory and imagination, where he could frame his childhood and lifelong obsessions. He sees through these windows more than what one can see with just eyes.