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feminine stuff :: ladies that i want to be, part II, Germaine de Staël

And here goes, part II…

(part I)

“At last Narbonne is Minister of War…What a triumph for Mme de Staël, what a pleasure to have all the army at her disposal!” – Marie-Antoinette


My obsession with Germiane de Staël began early in the year, when I discovered Francine du Plessix Gray’s new book, Madame de Stael: The First Modern Woman, on English Muse. Since then, I think I have read the book three times plus anything else I could find online, next came Corinne, or Italy and because I began to feel like I new nothing of French history, I read Parisians: An Adventure History of Paris by Graham Robb.  You have to love any book that can send you down a rabbit hole like that.

Besides her major contributions to liberal theory, fiction, travel, feminist, and cultural writing; her portrait hangs in the Louvre, and everyone from Talleyrand, Edward Gibbon, Fanny Burney, Marie Antoinette, Benjamin Constant, Goethe, Friedrich Schiller, Lord Byron, A.W. Schlegel, Sismondi, Chateaubriand, Juliette Récamier, the Duke of Wellington and anyone who was anyone around the turn of 19th century Paris was bewildered by her, if not called her friend.  She personally saved several brilliant figures from execution throughout the Reign of Terror (including a plot to help Louis and Marie-Antoinette escape the Palace.)  She was banished from France by Napoleon on at least 3 separate occasions; and of course, held, at le Châteaux de Coppet, one of the most infamous salons in history, “but this was far more than the traditional salon network of the ancient régime. It was also a new kind of intellectual network, and Madame de Staël launched a tradition of French female intellos that eventually stretched to Simone de Beauvoir and beyond.” Yet, before this year, I had never even heard of the name Germaine de Staël [pronounced Style]. I wonder, had I been born in Paris, would Staël be a known name to me, and since I wasn’t, have I completely sensationalized her ghost because of my new found obsession?  Would the Parisian version of me be laughing at my uncultured current self?  (I think this might be the real reason it has taken me so long to write this post…)

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[On the art of discourse] The feeling of satisfaction that characterizes an animated conversation does not much rely on its subject matter – neither the ideas  nor the knowledge that may emerge are the primary interest.  Rather, it relies on the sense of …reciprocally and rapidly giving one another pleasure; of speaking just as quickly as one thinks; of spontaneously enjoying oneself; of displaying one’s wit through all of the nuances of accent, gesture, and glance, in order to produce at will a sort of electricity that causes sparks to fly, and that relieves some people of the burden of their excess vivacity and awakens others from a state of painful apathy….”

Anne Louise Germaine Necker (1766 – 1817) was born on April 22, 1766 in Paris, France and was the daughter of two noteworthy but polarizing people.  Her father was the prominent Swiss statesman Jacques Necker, who was the Director of Finance under King Louis XVI of France, (and whose financial reform and personal loans played a large part in late 18th century French history) and her mother was Suzanne Curchod, known first as the early love of Edward Gibbon to whom, she wasn’t suited to marry him because of her poor place in society.  Ironically, as the wife of Necker, she became the mistress of one of the most popular salons of Paris.  Mme Necker, despite her beauty, talents, and place in society, was cold, reserved and tyrannical with Germaine’s studious upbringing. This caused Germaine to have a breakdown of epic proportion at the age of 12 (they moved out of Paris to the countryside), and for her to have an obsession with her father, whom should would later proclaim being in love with.

When I as a child, my father used to tell people  that I “was born 40.”  Partially because I was the most responsible one in the household, but mostly because I was able to converse with adults at a very young age.  ”It has to be seen how Mlle Necker listens!  Her eyes followed the movements of those who were speaking and seemed to anticipate their thoughts.” I think that this was my instant connection to Staël.

As Germaine grew older, she was quickly married to Swedish nobleman, Eric Magnus de Staël Holstein, whom she said, “is sterile and inert.  He will not make me unhappy for the simple reason that cannot contribute to my happiness.” Her marriage never kept her from finding romance through arduous and somewhat public affairs.  She also had several different children, by at least three different men.  Her affairs, however were much less fascinating than her general ability to seduce most people she encountered.

“Her tactics of seduction were far more complex than those of flattery and might be summoned in the following manner: Once she had discovered a vulnerable area in a man’s sensibility—a particular field of interest, say, or a cherished avocation—she played to it with such adroitness that her victim was beguiled into sensing she might be the greatest confidante, the greatest muse he could ever find.  And since her choice invariably fell upon men of great sensitivity, their sensuality was stimulated to a pitch that mere physical attractiveness never could have incited.  In sum, like many a seductive belle laide, she had a genius for sensing what any one man needed to hear for convincing him that he could not live without her, and for generally making him feel great.” p34

And it wasn’t just men who loved her…

“She is an astonishing woman.  The feelings to which she gives rise are different from those which any other woman can inspire.  Such words as sweetness, gracefulness, modesty, desire to please, deportment, manners, cannot be used when speaking of her; but one is carried away, subjugated by the force of her genius.  It follows a new path; it is a fire that lights you up, that sometimes blinds you, but cannot leave you cold and indifferent…It is astonishing to find in this singular woman a kind of childlike good humor which saves her from appearing in the least pedantic.” p56

Of all of the different topics that Madame de Staël wrote about, my favorite (and Francine du Plessix Gray dedicated a section to it) is enthusiasm. In general, I think that I have always been an enthusiastic person, but especially as of late, I have been trying to eradicate things in my life that I can’t garner this emotion for.  Because if you can’t get enthused about something, then really, what is the point?

Enthusiasm is also the ultimate defense against frivolity, and the most lasting of passions: “If enthusiasm does not defend our heart and spirit, they are overtaken by that denigration of beauty which blends insolence and gaiety.” Enthusiasm is the emotion that offers us the greatest happiness, the only one that offers it to us, the only one able to sustain human destiny in whatever situation destiny places us.

 

Perhaps the most succinct summation of Madame de Staël came from Madame de Chastenay in 1814, at the height of Germain’s fame, “There were three great powers struggling against Napoleon for the soul of Europe: England, Russia, and Madame de Staël.” Germaine’s inability to not speak her mind, curiosity and exploration of other cultures, and insatiable desire to please Napoleon (the one man she could never seduce, in any way, shape or form) ironically caused her to be exiled from France on at least three different occasions, for varying degrees of time.  Despite Napoleon’s grip on France, she was always able to weasel her way back in, but during the long periods of exile she was so distraught being torn from Paris, her first love, that each time she came back weaker.  It’s astonishing that she managed to get through life without being executed…

“Why did Bonaparte not persecute Germaine even more brutally than he did, seeing the antipathy she expressed to him in her writings from 1800 on?  It is because he was greatly beholden to certain individuals and ideological groups within Germaine, the champion networker, had powerful friends and protectors.  They included his own two brothers, most of his marshals, his foreign ministry, Talleyrand, influential bankers and industrialists, her brother-in-law, his principle military leaders and above all, minister of police, Joseph Fouchè.

Not surprisingly, it was during these exiles that she wrote two of her most successful works: the fiction, Corinne, or Italy and the three volume, nonfiction, On Germany. Benjamin Constant shrewdly described Corinne, or Italy as simultaneously a new kind of novel about the female heart and a new kind of travel guide to the Mediterranean. Madame de Staël created a fictional character who became an international symbol of Romanticism…and certainly a huge number of young women consciously modeled themselves on Corinne after 1807.*   Both of which, of course, were banned in France by Napoleon.

Lastly, and certainly not her greatest accomplishment, I always have to love and admire a woman who makes a bold fashion statement, and Madame de Staël did such with her notorious turbans.  She was rarely seen public without the Asiatic headpiece, having adopted it as her brand mark, which made her instantly recognizable in a crowd or in a picture. Created out of vividly colored silks, often topped with declamatory ostrich or peacock feathers, it created both sensation and ridicule wherever she went.*   :)

 

Quotes that I <3

“Love is the whole history of a woman’s life, it is an episode in a man’s.”

“We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us.”

“Sow good services: sweet remembrances will grow from them.”

“Search for the truth is the noblest occupation of man; its publication is a duty.”

“Men do not change; they unmask themselves.”

Frivolity, under whatever form it appears, deprives attention of its power, thought of its originality, and sentiment of its depth.”

Genius is essentially creative; it bears the stamp of the individual who possesses it.”

Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time; effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end…”

A religious life is a struggle and not a hymn.”

“To be totally understanding makes one very indulgent.”

“Innocence in genius, and candor in power, are both noble qualities.”

“Wit lies in recognizing the resemblance among things which differ and the difference between things which are alike.”

The voice of conscience is so delicate that it is easy to stifle it; but it is also so clear that it is impossible to mistake it.”

“The sense of this word among the Greeks affords the noblest definition of it; enthusiasm signifies God in us.”

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It’s hard to put my finger on the exact reason that I am so drawn to Madame de Staël because there is so much to take in.  I can easily attest that her ghost has seduced me.  I cannot believe that I have been to Switzerland twice this year and didn’t think to travel to Coppet!! Sigh, next time.

Thank you Francine du Plessix Gray, for introducing me to such a wonderful world; you can buy a copy of her book here.


Let’s move to Paris, shall we?

xo

 

 

(This is the second in a series of posts on woman that I love and think deserve more attention.  You can read the first part, on Rebecca West, here.)

*From a fabulous New York Book Review, The Great de Stael.

 

 

 



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feminine stuff :: ladies that i want to be, part I, Rebecca West

“I myself have never been able to find out what feminism is; I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute.” – Dame Rebecca West

In this industry, I find myself in seemingly never-ending situations where I am the only woman (or at least largely out numbered), so lately, I have been thinking a lot about feminism.  More specifically, I have been thinking about women that I admire and have a great influence on my life.  There are so many amazing woman that quietly fly under the radar, I got inspired to post a dedicated series on a few of my favorites.  Here goes, part 1…

At this particular moment in time, and perhaps for the last few years, I have absolutely worshiped this lady.  I relate most often with her early training in the theatre, desire to travel, passionate love for the Balkans, nontraditional view of relationships and her obsession with duality.  I first came across, Rebecca West, when I was reading Balkan Ghosts by Robert Kaplan.  (I highly recommend reading this book for anyone who loves the Balkans or is interested in a quick introduction to the rich histories of the major cities.)  During my read, I quickly noticed that Kaplan had a deep admiration and fixation on another book, Black Lamb and Grey Falcon. I was so taken by his affection for this book and it’s author, that I began to read it as soon as I finished his book, and so started my own infatuation.

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“…so I rang for my nurse and when she came I cried to her, ‘Switch on the telephone!  I must call my husband at once.  A most terrible thing has happened.  The King of Yugoslavia has been assassinated.’ ‘Oh, dear!’ she replied.  ’did you know him?’ ‘No,’ I said.  ’Then why,’ she asked, ‘do you think it’s so terrible?’  Her question made me remember that the word ‘idiot’ comes from the Greek root meaning private person.  Idoiocy is the female defect: intent on their private lives, women follow their fate through a darkness deep as the cast by the malformed cells in the brain.  It is no worse than the male defect, which is lunacy: they are so obsessed by publc affairs that they see the world as by moonlight, which shows the outline of every object but not details indicative of their nature…”


Cicely Isabel Fairfeld (1892 – 1983),  better known by her pen name, Rebecca West, was an English author, journalist, literary critic and travel writer; she was committed to feminist and liberal principals and was one of the foremost public intellectuals of the 20th century.

A few reasons I <3 her:

West grew up in London and in Edinburgh, in a house of intellectual and artistic stimulation. Her mother was an accomplished pianist and her father was a journalist (who abandoned his family when West was 8 years old and died when she was 14.)  Because of lack of funds, West received no formal education after the age of 16 and trained as an actress in London, taking the name Rebecca West from the heroine in Ibsen’s, Rosmersholm. Becoming active in the woman’s suffrage movement, she unbeknowingstly began a career as a journalist.

In 1913, she met H.G.Wells after writing a provocatively damning review of his novel, Marriage, which prompted him to invite her to lunch.  Though, Wells was still in his second marriage, they fell in love and their affair lasted ten years and produced her only son.  Among others, she is said to have had affairs with Charlie Chaplin and newspaper magnate, Lord Beaverbrook.

As West grew older, she turned to broader political and social issues, including humankind’s propensity to inflict violent injustice on itself. Before and during World War II, West traveled widely, collecting material for books on travel and politics. In 1936-38, she made three trips to Yugoslavia, a country she came to love, seeing it as the nexus of European history since the late Middle Ages. Her non-fiction masterpiece, Black Lamb and Grey Falcon is an amalgamation of her impressions from these trips. New York Times book critic Katherine Woods wrote: “In two almost incredibly full-packed volumes one of the most gifted and searching of modern English novelists and critics has produced not only the magnification and intensification of the travel book form, but, one may say, its apotheosis.”

During the 1920s, West began a lifelong habit of visits to the U.S. to give lectures, meet artists, and get involved in the political scene. There, she befriended CIA founder Allen Dulles, actor Charlie Chaplin, Harold Ross of The New Yorker, and historian Arthur Schlesinger Jr., among many other significant figures of the day. Virginia Woolf described,“Rebecca is a cross between a charwoman and gypsy, but as tenacious as a terrier” and also once asked, “Why was Miss West [considered] an arrant feminist for making a possibly true if uncomplimentary statement about the other sex?” West’s  lifelong fascination with the United States culminated in 1948 when President Truman presented her with the Women’s Press Club Award for Journalism, calling her “the world’s best reporter.

West’s fluctuating attitude towards Christianity was offset by a more constant form of belief; she was informally a Manichaean all her life.  Although she was critical of Manichaeanism’s puritanical excesses, she did believe in dualism as the most fundamental working principle of the universe.  At times she appears to favor the merging of opposites, for which Byzantium served as a model: “church and state, love and violence, life and death, were to be fused again as in Byzantium.” More dominant, however, was her tendency to view the tensions generated in the space between dualistic terms as life-sustaining and creative; …She wanted respect and equal rights for women, but at the same time she required that women retain their specifically feminine qualities.

Quotes I <3

“There is, of course, no reason for the existence of the male sex except that sometimes one needs help with moving the piano.”

“Any authentic work of art must start an argument between the artist and their audience.”

“Only part of us is sane: only part of us loves pleasure and the longer day of happiness, wants to live to our nineties and die in peace, in a house that we built, that shall shelter those who come after us. The other half of us is nearly mad. It prefers the disagreeable to the agreeable, loves pain and its darker night despair, and wants to die in a catastrophe that will set back life to its beginnings and leave nothing of our house save its blackened foundations.”

“If it be ungentlemanly to kiss and tell, it is still further from gentlemanliness to pray and tell.”

“Fiction and poetry are the only way one can stop time and give an account of an experience and nail it down so that it lasts for ever.”

“A good cause has to be careful of the company it keeps.”

“Before a war military science seems a real science, like astronomy; but after a war it seems more like astrology.”

“In these pages your imaginations, your desires, your passions are given life; Thoughts take shape that turn into dreams and our aspirations all start with a dream. Reading is where those dreams really can come true over and over again.”

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I hope that this was a good introduction;  I love her, and highly recommend checking her out.  If you want something that is not a 1,200 page exposè on 1930′s Yugoslavia, try Essential Rebecca West, Uncollected Prose.

If you don’t trust me, her New York Times obituary said, “Dame Rebecca’s life, too, was a curious mixture of the extraordinary, the unpredictable and the usual. ” Which is definently what I want the NY Times to say about me when I am dead. ;)

If you get super interested, you can join the International Rebecca West Society.

I have so many great lady friends; I would love to know what ladies they admire!  (hint hint)  Pretty sure that I am going to put pressure on a few of my lady friends to guest post in this series :)

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political stuff :: women and palin

love it:

Why Some Women Hate Sarah Palin

“Women are weapons-grade haters. Hillary Clinton knows it. Palin knows it too. When women get their hate on, they don’t just dislike, or find disfavor with, or sort of not really appreciate. They loathe — deeply, richly, sustainingly. I do not say this to disparage my gender; women also love in more or less the same way.”

Read the rest of the Time magazine article, by Belinda Luscombe, here.

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