CRITICISM - John Berger: an interview |
John Berger: an interview from fragments Aspect, 26-27, Winter 1983, pp. 57-65. After the Army you went to art school,
and then you taught drawing. Which proved the more educational? Being a student
or being a teacher? “Because
every tradition has broken down, students are presented with the work from
half-a-dozen civilisations and then told to get on with it. Various teachers
can pass on various methods or demonstrate their own personal ad hoc solutions, but very seldom is any
consistent line of purpose or development established in a school. As a result,
students can neither conform nor rebel. The majority simply flounder and their
flounderings are called ‘experiments’.” Where did you learn your art history? “Before
I answer that I should say that I see scholars as the invisible menders of
history who, in my opinion, can teach very little about painting as such: for
that, go to museums and studios. In my own case, I had the good
fortune to become an unofficial student of Frederick Antal. He was my teacher,
he encouraged me, and a great deal of what I understand by art history I owe to
him. His masterpiece remains Florentine
Painting and its Social Background. Certain aspects of the hero of my first
novel, A Painter of our Time, derived
from Antal. The other influence was from Max
Raphael whose 1933 book, Proudhon, Marx
and Picasso, has just been issued in English by Lawrence and Wishart. I
dedicated my own book on Picasso to Raphael. His life was austere. He held no
official academic post. He was forced several times to emigrate. He earned very
little money. He wrote and noted without cease. As he traveled, small groups of
friends and unofficial students collected around him.” By the mid-1950s you were writing art
criticism for the “New Statesman” which is where I first saw your name. What
was it like to be a Marxist fallen among Fabians? “Every
week after I had written my article, I had to fight for it line by line,
adjective by adjective, against constant editorial caviling. But precisely because of the
pressures – professional, political, ideological, personal pressures – it seems
to me that I needed at that time to formulate swift but sharp generalisations
and to cultivate certain long-term insights in order to transcend the pressures
and escape the confines of the genre. |
See also: Marxism |