Ojibwa Woman, ca. 1832 |
There are many
artists known for their images of the West, but the one whose work enthralls
me the most is George Catlin. Painting somewhat in the ‘naive’ style, Catlin’s life project was to capture the American Indian before they
vanished, and this he did: his subjects came from over fifty nations.
Mandan Village, ca. 1833 |
Born in 1796 in
Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania, later moving to upstate New York, Catlin’s
fascination with American Indians started at an early age. His mother had
regaled him with her tales of being a captive of the Iroquois during the
Revolutionary War, and his cheek bore a scar from a ‘tomahawk’ thrown in a
childhood game. An encounter in 1805 with an Oneida may also have influenced him.
Although he initially
studied law, Catlin was accepted by the Philadelphia Academy of Fine Arts and
started his career as a portraitist. Successful enough to be commissioned by
clients such as Sam Houston and Dolly Madison, Catlin spent time in
Philadelphia’s museums painting tribal costumes, weapons, and ornaments brought
back by Lewis and Clark. When a delegation of Native Americans came to
Philadelphia in full regalia, his ambition took root.
Choctaw Stickball Player, ca. 1834 |
Catlin began
by painting people from the various tribes in upstate New York. His
empathy for the Indians is obvious in his work, portraying them as
individuals rather than savages—the general concept of the day. Catlin
foresaw that they would soon be wiped from the earth by diseases such as small
pox, and ills such as whiskey. When the Indian Removal Act of 1830 forced
tribes of the southeast on the notorious Trail of Tears, Catlin decided—despite
being recently married—to venture west.
Armed with letters
of introduction as well as some of his earlier work, Catlin called upon William
Clark in St. Louis. Clark was then Governor of Missouri Territory as well as
Indian Agent for the Territory of the Upper Louisiana, the latter position
giving him full authority over all Indian matters in the West. Clark let Catlin
set up his easel in his office where he painted visiting Native Americans there
to trade or for treaty matters. Subsequently, he and
Clark became close friends, and Clark took Catlin up the Mississippi to a
council with Sauks and Foxes, and again up the Missouri and overland to Kansas.
Clark also posed for a full length portrait.
A Mandan Ceremony, ca. 1835 |
During six years
from 1830 to 1836, Catlin traveled throughout the west, returning to his family
for the winter. He painted warriors and women at work, villages, buffalo hunts,
ceremonies, and the scenery of the west, as well as everyday implements the
Indians used. So many purportedly wanted their likenesses drawn, it was
often necessary for Catlin to develop a shorthand of sketching and filling in
later. In addition to painting the Plains Indians, he made trips up the
Arkansas and Red Rivers, and into Florida and the Great Lakes.
Boy Chief, Ojibbeway, ca. 1843 |
Catlin was
determined that the world should see the American Indian through his paintings
and, to this end, he started a series of exhibitions and lectures, including
not only the paintings but artifacts and costumes he had collected as well.
‘Catlin’s Indian Gallery,’ as it was called, was largely successful and
motivated him to approach Congress with the idea the collection should be
bought as the basis for a museum. Despite the support of Daniel Webster, Henry
Clay, and William Seward, the resolution got no further than the House of
Representatives.
This apparent
failure prompted him to take the collection to London. There he received such
popular support he remained for five years, the exhibitions evolving over time
into a sort of Wild West show. This eventually went on to Paris where he was
befriended by King Louis Phillipe, and the paintings were exhibited in the
Louvre.
However, when
revolutionaries overthrew the King, Catlin was forced to return to England.
Bankrupt and surrounded by creditors, he was bailed out by one Joseph Harrison
of Philadelphia, who took possession of all the works.
By 1852, with his
wife deceased and his children sent back to America, Catlin was persuaded by a
Parisian acquaintance to go to Brazil in search of gold. He found no gold but
proceeded to paint the indigenous peoples of South America over the next five
years. He later made trips to Alaska and up the Columbia and Snake
Rivers, crossing the Rockies and canoeing down the Rio Grande.
Choctaw Woman, ca. 1834 |
In 1870, Catlin returned
to the United States. He had a collection of copies of his original works,
which he now called a Cartoon Collection, as well as an historical series he
had done for Louis Phillipe. With the Indian Wars now raging in the west,
Catlin received an invitation from the Smithsonian Institution to exhibit.
Catlin saw this as his last chance to persuade the government to take
possession of this pictorial record of a peoples and life that would soon
vanish. But in 1872 Congress was more concerned with defeating the Indians
rather than gaining pictures of them, and George Catlin passed away in October
of that year, his life’s work packed away .
In 1879, the heirs
of Joseph Harrison donated the original Catlin gallery to the government.
Moth-eaten and with smoke and water damage, the Smithsonian restored them,
finally putting them on show for seven years from 1883. In 1912, one of
Catlin’s surviving daughters sold the cartoon collection to the American Museum
of Natural History while others were in the collection of Paul Mellon, who
donated them to the National Gallery of Art.
While Catlin’s work
may not be regarded as great as a Remington or Russell, for me, the palette,
the vitality of the paintings, and the sincerity of the portraits is more
enthralling than either artist.
George Catlin rests
in a Brooklyn cemetery.
Buffalo Bulls Back Fat, a Blood Chief, ca. 1832 (Smithsonian) |
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photographs of paintings are public domain.
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3 comments:
I agree with you: I like his paintings better than some of the more famous artist painting the same subject. I especially like his lively color sense like in Buffalo Bulls Back Fat (what a moniker!). I remembering seeing that Mandan painting when I was young and it giving me the chills. I always marvel at the distance some of these people traveled without the modern conveniences we have--and to paint paintings while traveling to boot! Thanks, Andrea.
The traveling, yes! I was just reading today about another painter, an irishman who moved to Canada and then studied in Europe and then went all over the west painting scenes to preserve them like Catlin (Kane his name was). Considering you wouldn't work a good horse more than 30 miles a day, that's REALLY something!
I'm pretty sure it's his work on display at the Pawnee Historical site in Kansas, where I researched Pawnee history for my novels. There's a lovely expressive element in his paintings. Thanks for sharing this!
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