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A painter drunk on wild colour and enchanting fantasies

Gustave Moreau: The Fables Waddesdon Manor, Aylesbury

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In the sea, once upon a time, o my best beloved, there was a dolphin. And upon his back he bore a survivor from a shipwreck, believing him to be a man. Except he wasn’t a man, but a mendacious, boastful monkey. And when this deceitful chatterbox eventually caught himself out, the dolphin tossed him back to drown, and set off to find someone worth rescuing.

This disturbing tale is one of a myriad moralising fables collated and composed by the 17th-century French poet Jean de La Fontaine. Popular in his homeland, La Fontaine’s Fables have been illustrate­d across the centuries by various artists – including the solitary 19th-century Symbolist Gustave Moreau, who between 1879 and 1885 produced 64 resplenden­t watercolou­rs for a collector in Marseille.

Unseen in public for more than a century and on loan, with one exception, from a Rothschild private collection, just over half of Moreau’s series (the rest disappeare­d during the Second World War) is now on display at Waddesdon Manor in Buckingham­shire. And Moreau’s take on The Monkey and the Dolphin is one of the darkest, and most memorable, of the lot.

Atop a stylised dolphin, a hunched, highly realistic monkey, eyes gleaming in sudden recognitio­n of his fate, howls in fright. To prepare for the task of depicting La Fontaine’s talking animals, Moreau spent a lot of time at the zoo – and, here, he carefully picks out the monkey’s mouth so that we stare down the barrel of its maw, into a void. Francis Bacon, that master of existentia­l screams, would have approved.

What an extraordin­ary show this is. Unless you have visited the museum preserving his studio-house in Paris, Moreau may be something of an unknown quantity. The 35 astonishin­g watercolou­rs at Waddesdon, though, reveal his breadth and originalit­y, as well as the intensity of his vision. When they were first exhibited, during the 1880s, they bedazzled Moreau’s contempora­ries: one compared him to a jeweller “drunk on colour”, seemingly grinding up rubies, sapphires and emeralds to make his palette.

Though we know roughly the order in which they were created, the watercolou­rs are hung by theme, in a single small room: a wall of mythologic­al figures here, a cluster of animal pictures there. Many visitors will enjoy the narrative subject matter, some of it familiar from Aesop (The Town Rat and the Country Rat, The Fox and the Grapes), much not (The Peasant of the Danube).

I, though, couldn’t have cared less about the specifics of each fable, because I was too busy marvelling at Moreau’s invention. He never illustrate­s his material literally, but rather embellishe­s it with diverting details and a peculiar, aching mystery, so that each picture is a miniature world unto itself. One moment, we are looking at the senate of ancient Rome; the next, an opulent Orientalis­t fantasy, reminding us that Matisse, who also turned to Orientalis­m with his odalisques during the 1920s, was once Moreau’s pupil. There are quasi-dutch and Shakespear­ean scenes, radiant landscapes reminiscen­t of Turner, a sumptuous still life in the manner of Jan Davidsz. de Heem.

In one fabulous sheet, a gaggle of puffed-up green frogs (drawing upon studies of live specimens sent to Moreau by a taxidermis­t) jig about in an uproar as a nearby crane snacks on one of their friends: its mutilated remnants are still dripping from the towering bird’s beak. In another, the Tail of the Snake, the story is almost irrelevant: Moreau’s true subject is the background’s semiabstra­ct chromatic cascade, like a display of fireworks, ostensibly evoking a glowing cavern. His technique is a surprise throughout: his paint is textured and rich, applied with a dry brush, and flecked with opaque body colour, as densely detailed as the decoration on a ceremonial sword. This contrasts with areas of translucen­t wash, so that sensual flesh shines like an apparition.

When, in 1886, Moreau’s watercolou­rs were exhibited in London, one critic suggested that he was “less the illustrato­r of the fable than of allegory, witchery and enchantmen­t”. That’s spot-on. Looking at these strange dream-worlds is like passing through a fairy-tale forest thick with magic and flickering supernatur­al lights. What intoxicati­ng vision will we encounter next? The only pity is that, because of Covid, Moreau’s preparator­y drawings couldn’t be here, too.

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 ?? The Monkey and the Dolphin ?? Like a firework display: Jean de La Fontaine’s fables inspired Moreau’s dazzling paintings, including
Discord (1880) and, below, (1879–80)
The Monkey and the Dolphin Like a firework display: Jean de La Fontaine’s fables inspired Moreau’s dazzling paintings, including Discord (1880) and, below, (1879–80)
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