What Painting Is: How to Think about Oil Painting ... - Victoria Vesna
What Painting Is: How to Think about Oil Painting ... - Victoria Vesna
What Painting Is: How to Think about Oil Painting ... - Victoria Vesna
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COAGULATING, COHOBATING, MACERATING, REVERBERATING 127<br />
CIRCULATION<br />
In circulation, the collection tube curves down and re-enters the<br />
vessel itself, pouring its condensate back in<strong>to</strong> the boiling mixture<br />
(Figure 6). The vessel is filled with whatever substance needs <strong>to</strong><br />
be circulated, and then the glass is sealed so there is no way for<br />
the pressure <strong>to</strong> vent. The airtight seal is very dangerous, and it is<br />
the main reason explosions were so common in alchemical<br />
labora<strong>to</strong>ries. Even so, the alchemists often felt it was necessary<br />
seal their vessels—perhaps they were thinking of the closed<br />
womb, or the underground cavities where nature transmutes<br />
metals. The act of sealing was done specially under the protection<br />
of the god Hermes, who was the alchemists’ guiding deity—or as<br />
we still say, the vessels were hermetically sealed.<br />
The alchemists called such vessels pelicans, since that bird was<br />
supposed <strong>to</strong> nourish its young by pecking at its own breast and<br />
letting the blood spurt in<strong>to</strong> the open mouths of its chicks. In the<br />
alchemical treatises, birds fly up and down in arcs <strong>to</strong><br />
demonstrate the graceful, ritual violence of circulation. It is an<br />
especially attractive variation on distillation and cohobation<br />
(repeated distillation), since it conjures the cycles of birth and<br />
death as the substance evaporates, condenses, and returns <strong>to</strong><br />
itself; and it is reminiscent of gestation, since it takes place out of<br />
the reach of the alchemist’s intervention. (In an actual pelican, the<br />
sides may become coated with opaque residue, so that the entire<br />
process will be invisible, as if it were a real womb.) The boiling<br />
substance dies, and gives up its spirit, and then receives it back,<br />
and lives again. Or, in the pregnancy metaphor, it is slowly<br />
nourished with the juices extracted from its own body, until—<br />
often after a suitable period of time such as nine days, or nine<br />
months—the pelican is broken and its contents poured out.<br />
Circulation is all <strong>to</strong>o familiar a feeling in painting: it creeps in<br />
whenever the studio and the work seem <strong>to</strong> be hermetically sealed,<br />
so that the only nourishment must come from the refuse of the<br />
painting itself. Nothing new enters the studio, and nothing is<br />
wasted: everything goes in<strong>to</strong> the work, and comes back out again.<br />
Usually that is a state of mind, a kind of stifling end-of-the-road<br />
feeling, but it can also leave its marks in the painting. Francis<br />
Bacon sometimes scraped up the layers of dried paint and dust<br />
from the floor of his studio and mashed them in<strong>to</strong> pigments. It is<br />
possible <strong>to</strong> see the results in some of his paintings, in the form of