Gu is not a
word I associated with needlework. A sticky chocolate pudding came more to
mind.
That is
telling. It betrays how little I knew about China’s embroidery tradition. But that is now rectified after a visit to
MING, an exhibition which brought to Amsterdam’s
Nieuwe Kerk the treasures of a dynasty, which ruled China between 1368 and 1644.
Exhibition Poster: Ming |
This was the era when the Dutch monopolized trade in lustrous Chinese porcelain, intricate carvings, and silk from the Middle Kingdom. It is the epoch that made the Netherlands rich and able to support its own talents, like Rembrandt van Rijn (1606-1669).
Tucked away
in dark alcoves of the Gothic Nieuwe Kerk, itself dating to 1408, were four
embroideries attributed to women from the Gu Family of Shanghai. I almost missed them. The stitching was so fine that in the gloom, protecting
them from light damage, I mistook the embroideries for pen and ink drawings on
paper.
And indeed,
according to the museum notes, this Gu style of embroideries “came to be
accepted alongside calligraphy and painting as an art form in the artist
scholar tradition”. I could see why.
As works in
thread they are themselves remarkable technical achievements. Never mind that
they mimic pen and ink almost perfectly.
Gu Embroidery Eagle |
“Serene” describes them best. The colours are dull. Has the silk thread lost its lustre, after all the pieces are
well over 450 years old? Or was the
finish intentionally matted? Perhaps
it was the poor lighting or distortion by thick, protective glass.
The
stitching, in a few strands of silk filament, is superb. Areas are filled in the long/short stitch I have
come to love. Simple in concept, the technique is difficult
to execute well. Stitches of varying lengths are laid alongside one another to cover a surface.
Detail of Bird Embroidery |
The stitching making up the bird’s tail
feathers is perfectly vertical. Yet it creates the illusion of
feathers growing at an angle. I know
perfection when I see it.
Horizontal lines on another work were unflinchingly
straight. On the pine tree, the bark
stitching was again horizontal, but curving ever so slightly to create gnarls.
Did I see ink lines too or were those single fibres? It was hard to tell in the dim light.
Maio
Ruijan, the name of the originator of the Gu style, has survived the centuries
thanks to an album of work she signed.
At last, I had the name for the founding guru of my favourite stitching
technique.
She lived
in the household of Gu Mingshi, a high-ranking imperial administrator, as
concubine to his eldest son. She based
her work on classical paintings from the Song (960-1279) and Yuan (1279-1368)
periods.
Han Ximeng, concubine to Gu
Mingshi's second grandson, improved upon the tradition and is considered a “needle
saint.”
The work of these two women forms the
foundation of Gu embroidery from which other Chinese embroidery styles evolved.
This
information pleases me. The women are given their artistic due, even if their
work is known by the name of the male head of their household. Still we must
give the Gu men credit too. If they had not encouraged the women and shown
their work to high-ranking male friends, we would not know if it today. Folios
of Gu work are now held in the Forbidden City.
The women
copied classical themes. Mimicry was not an obstacle to artistic merit, perhaps because of the technical innovation the
stitchers brought to bear. This is more
problematic for contemporary western embroiderers.
The Gu
embroiderers gave up the “encroaching satin stitch” in favor of new techniques,
the varying long/short stitch and the “hairy stitch.” Moreover, they created subtleties in line
width by altering the number of silk strands in their needles.
The women
discovered subtleties in surface color could be achieved by simply changing the
direction of silk in their needles. They used minute tone variations in silk to
make transitions.
And indeed,
they worked in multi-media. Painting and embroidery were combined. So maybe I
did see ink after all. Scholars
sometimes find it difficult to tell which is which, hence the term “needlepainting”.
In my attic
I am stitching in the style Maio Ruijan started, a style which has gone right
around the world. But I have no
illusions. The single strand of DMC cotton I use in my portraits looks like
rope compared to Maio Ruijan’s few silk filaments.
There is one more group of unsung masters in all of this: the needle makers. You can't do fine embroidery without fine needles. Who made the ultra-fine needles the Gu ladies used? How did they form the tiny eyes on those needles? Just when I've unravelled one mystery, up pops another.
This is wonderful. I love the pine tree (birds will never get more than aesthetic appreciation from me!) How I envy you the opportunity to see this - thank you for sharing. There is something very . . . serene, pleasing, sensitive, beautiful - about Chinese art. I am amazed at the work, what a pity they did not produce close-up images (or perhaps they did?) of parts of each work so that one could study the actual stitches. This has made me re-think the ideas I have for copying a print (I think Japanese rather than Chinese) in thread.
ReplyDeleteInteresting, Anna Maria. I am curious about the story behind those tiny needles.
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