ADDRESS AT CORCORAN » ART GALLERY by THEODORE ROOSEVELT Ee ee ee ee ee Te eee Teter - Renee eer eet em Nie Bete PRA RAT PHNOM EE POR AE RHE TO DR ERE EON ARES - pee EMORY UNIVERSITY Wy WIA need * Address of President Roosevelt at the Corcoran Art Gallery, at the Saint Gaudens Exhibition, on Tues- day evening, December 15, 1908 Washington Government Printing Office 1908 Address of President Roosevelt at the Corcoran Art Gallery, at the Saint Gaudens Exhibition, on Tues- day evening, December 15, 1908 Washington Government Printing Office 1908 ine a ee Address ad Augustus Saint Gaudens was a very great sculptor. This makes all the world his debtor; but ina peculiar sense it makes his countrymen his debtors. In any na- tion those citizens who possess the pride in their nationality, without which they can not claim to be good citizens, must feel a particular satisfaction in the deeds of every man who adds to the sum of worthy na- (x) tional achievement. The great nations of antiquity, of the middle ages, and of modern times were and are great in each several case, not only because of the collective achievements of each people as a whole, but because of the sum of the achieve- ments of the men of special eminence; and this whether they excelled in war craft or Statecraft, as roadmakers or cathedral builders, ds Men) Of letters, men of art oT men of science. The field of effort is almost limitless; and preeminent success Petree of ary id! 3 in any part of it is not only a good thing for humanity as a whole, but should be es- pecially prized by the nation to which the man achieving the success belongs. Particularly should this be so with us in America. As is natural, we have won our greatest success, im ihe ficld of an abounding material achievement; we have conquered a continent; we have laced it with railways; we have dotted it with cities. Quite unconsciously, and as a mere incident to this industrial growth, we A have produced some really marvelous artistic effects. Take, for instance, the sight offered the man who travels on the railroad from Pittsburg through the line of iron and steel towns which stretch along the Monongahela. I shall never forget a journey I thus made a year or so ago. The morning was misty, with showers of rain. The flames from the pipes and doors of the blast fur- naces flickered red through the haze. The huge chimneys and machinery were 5 of strange and monstrous shapes. From the funnels the smoke came saffron, orange, green, and blue, like a landscape of Tur- ner’s. What a chance for an artist of real genius! Again, some day people will realize that one effect of the ‘‘sky-scrapers”’ in New York, of the massing of buildings of enormous size and height on an island pheraunded by waterways, has been to produce a city of singularly imposing type and of unexampled picturesqueness. A great artist will yet arise to bring before 6 our eyes the powerful irregular sky-line of the great city at sunset, or in the noonday brightness, and, above all, at night, when the lights flash from the dark, moun- tainous mass of buildings, from the stately bridges that span the East River, and from the myriad craft that blaze as they ply to and fro across the waters. But this is incidental. Our success in the field of pure art, as in the fields of pure literature and pure science, has been behind the success we have achieved in 7 providing, by the practical application of art and science, for bodily comfort, bodily welfare, and for the extraordinary indus- trial mechanism which forms the frame- work and skeleton of our modern civiliza- tion. The twilight of letters continues; but much is now being done in the field of art; and Saint Gaudens was an artist who can hardly be placed too high. Before touching on his larger feats, a word as to something of less, but yet of real importance. Saint Gaudens gave us 8 for the first time a beautiful coinage, a coinage worthy of this country, a coinage not yet properly appreciated, but up to which both the official and the popular mind will in the end grow. The first few thousands of the Saint Gaudens gold coins are, I believe, more beautiful than any coins since the days of the Greeks, and they achieve their striking beauty because Saint Gaudens not only possessed a perfect mastery in the physical address of his craft, but also a daring and 9 original imagination. His full length figure of Liberty holding the torch is his own conception. His flying eagle and standing eagle are each in its own way equally good. His head of Liberty is not only a strikingly beautiful head, but characteristically and typically American in that for the headdress he has used one of the few really typical, and at the same time really beautiful, pieces of wearing gear ever produced independently on this continent—the bon- 10 net of eagle plumes. The comments so frequently made upon this eagle-feather headdress illustrate curiously the exceed- ingly conventional character of much of our criticism and the frequent inability to understand originality until it has won its place. Most of the criticism was based upon the assumption that only an Indian could wear a feather headdress, and that the head of Liberty ought to have a Phry- gian cap, or Greek helmet, or some classic equivalent. Now, of course, this was non- rT sense. There is no more reason why a feather headdress should always be held to denote an Indian than why a Phrygian cap should always be held to denote a Phrygian. The Indian in his own way finely symbolizes freedom and a life of liberty. It is idle to insist that the head or figure of Liberty shall only appear in the hackneyed and conventional trappings which conventional and unoriginal minds have gradually grown to ascribe to her. A great artist with the boldness of genius 12 could see that the American Liberty should, if possible, have something distinc- tively American about her; and it was an addition to the sum of the art of all nations that this particular figure of Liberty should not be a mere slavish copy of all other figures of Liberty. So Saint Gaudens put the American Liberty in an American head- dress. Up to the time of this coin the most beautiful American coin was the small gold coin which carried the Indian’s head with the feather headdress, and we now ,ee r3 again have the smaller gold coinage with the Indian’s head: but Saint Gaudens’s was the head of Liberty, the head of the American Liberty, and it was eminently fitting that such a head should carry a very beautiful and a purely and character- istically American headdress. So much for the Saint Gaudens coins. In dealing with his larger work I can, of course, speak only as a layman. But the work of avery great artist must be judged by the impression it makes not only upon 14 other artists but also upon laymen. I know well the danger of passing judgment about the great men of the present, for any such judgment must be made with full knowledge that it may be falsified when things are seen through the perspective of the ages, Vet Tican mot. but hazard ja guess that Saint Gaudens’s works will stand in the forefront among the master- pieces of the sculptors of the greatest petiods and) the oreatest peoples’) Hie worked among his own people, and his ‘ee 15 work was of his own time; but yet it was of all time, for in his subject he ever seized and portrayed that which was undying. His genius had that lofty qual- ity of insight which enables a man to see to the root of things, to discard all trap- pings that are not essential, and to grasp close at hand in the present the beauty and majesty which in most men’s eyes are dimmed until distance has softened the harsh angles and blotted out the trivial and the unlovely. He had, furthermore, 16 that peculiar kind of genius in which a soaring imagination is held in check by a self-mastery which eliminates all risk of the fantastic and the overstrained. He knew when to give the most complete rein to this imagination. He also knew when to turn to the men and women about him, and to produce his great effects by portraying them as they actually were— and yet as a little more than they seemed to all but the most clear-sighted, because —— ,ee 17 under his hand the soul within appeared, no less than the man’s physical being. Take his extraordinary statue of Gen- eral Sherman. There never was a more typically democratic general than gaunt, grizzled old Tecumseh Sherman, homely and simple in all his ways, and yet with the courage of tempered steel. When I heard that Saint Gaudens intended to have this typically modern democratic soldier portrayed as riding on horseback with the 18 horse led by a winged Victory, I did not believe it possible that even Saint Gaudens could succeed. I was afraid we should have another of the innumerable examples - of that folly which in one form puts Wash- ington in a toga, or Louis XIV, with his peruke, in a Roman corselet; the folly which in another form portrays Graces, Muses, or Angels, obviously unreal and irrelevant, disporting themselves around an obviously fleshly hero. But Saint Gau- dens, greatly daring, produced a wonder- => 1 ful work of art. His Victory is one of the finest figures of its kind, and the plain, grim, rugged old soldier riding alongside is so wrought that, in addition to the Gen- eral, whom all men knew, those who look upon the statue must also see the soul of the man himsels and the soul of the people whose high and eager hope dwelt in him when he marched to battle. In the figure on the Adams grave, and Pe) im the figure called ‘Silence’ there. was nothing to hamper the play of the artist’s 20 thought, and he produced two striking cre- ations of pure imagination. The strange, shrouded, sitting woman, the draped woman who stands, impress the beholder with thoughts he can not fathom, with the weird awe of unearthly things; of that horizon ever surrounding mankind, where the shadowy and the unreal veil from view whatever there is beyond, whether of splendor or of gloom. In Farragut, on the other hand, we see the fighting admiral as he stood on his 21 quarterdeck, the master of men, the man who feared neither the open death above nor the hidden death beneath; who fear- lessly tried wood against iron, and flung the black ships against the forts; but who had the power and the foresight, as well as the courage, that compelled events to do his bidding. His Farragut statue is Farragut himself; and, in addition, it is the statue of the great sea captain of all times and of any age. 22 Greatest of allis his Lincoln. Lincoln was the plain tman of the people, the people’s President; homely, gaunt, un- gainly; and this homely figure, clad in ill-fitting clothes of the ugly modern type, held one ol the lotticst souls twat ever burned within the breast of mankind. It is Saint Gaudens’s peculiar quality that, without abating one jot of the truthfulness of portrayal of the man’s outside aspect, yet makes that outside aspect of little weight because of what is shown of the oo 23 soul within. We look at Saint Gaudens’s mighty statue of mighty Lincoln, and we are stirred to awe and wonder and devotion for the great man who, in strength and sorrow, bore the people's burdens through the four years of our direst need, and then, standing as high priest between the horns of the altar, poured out his own lifeblood for the nation whose life he had saved. In this quality of showing the soul Saint Gaudens’s figures are more impres- 24 sive than the most beautiful figures that have come down from the art of ancient Greece; for their unequaled beauty is of the form merely, and Saint Gaudens’s is of the spirit within. at \ i Syracuse, —— Syracuse, pene = Syracuse, Syracuse, N. Y Syracuse, N. Y. SA Syracuse, N. Y. Stockton, Calif | | } wal Th YT | ia al Win | M1 | HY WITH NAW Mh} a WEL \K | NA | Wi | NK \ MM a ya en i } | | | iil i