August
2, 1914. Rome. Hotel Eden. Every ten minutes Daniel-Henry Kahnweiler,
just turned 30, a prime military age, bolted down into the street to
buy the latest editions of this or that newspaper and read of his
gentle world being torn apart. The Guns of August.
War
came, with all its consequences. An absolute pacifist, he was a man
above national loyalties, whose only dedication was to art and his
friends. The world gone mad, forcing men to take sides.
He
would not return to Germany to fight the French. A German, he could
not return to France unless perhaps to enlist.
He
thought of offering his services as a medic, but his friends wrote
discouraging the idea. Back in Paris, he learned from Eugène
Reignier, who wrote him nearly every day, the gallery on rue Vignon
had been padlocked: little did he realize that it would never be
allowed to open again.
Kahnweiler's
New York agent, Brenner of the Washington Square Gallery, pleaded
with Kahnweiler to ship his stock to America, which could have been
arranged, but Kahnweiler would not.
"No,
no," he wrote Brenner, "that must not be done. The
paintings must be left tranquilly where they are. Anyhow, nothing is
going to happen to them."
He
mailed his rent for the gallery regularly to Paris and hoped for the
best.
On
that same day, August 2, Pablo Picasso escorted Braque and Derain to
the rail station in Avignon. The artistic collaboration of Braque and
Picasso was ended forever.
Pablo Picasso, 1908
Georges Braque, 1908
Juan
Gris had gone to Collioure, a Mediterranean town near the Spanish
border, for a modest vacation. He didn't have enough money to get
back immediately to Paris. He couldn't reach Kahnweiler for help and
found himself blocked into the Catalan port.
Matisse
happened to be in Collioure and helped Gris sufficiently until Léonce
Rosenberg took over the modest contract Kahnweiler had with the
painter.
From
Rome the Kahnweilers moved to Sienna, until persuaded by Hermann
Rupf, a lifelong friend from Berlin, to come to Berne, where they
would be safer, since Italy, everyone thought, was bound to enter the
war. He promised them a furnished apartment, and they arrived on 15
December 1914.
Having
no paintings to sell, Kahnweiler went into a protracted period of
intellectual incubation during which he studied philosophy and wrote
articles in German about Cubism, notably "Der Weg zum Kubismus"
(The Rise to Cubism), which appeared in 1916 in serial form in
Weissen Blätter, Zurich, and in 1920 in Delphin
Verlag, Munich.
This
was the first serious published treatment of Cubism, since Kahnweiler
refused to accord Gleizes or Metzinger his imprimatur as bona fide
Cubists, either in what they painted or wrote before the war.
He
became a close friend of Robert Grimm, the prime mover of Swiss
socialism, but did not meet the Bolshevik revolutionaries who
frequented Grimm. He did not realize until after the fact that he had
been studying shoulder to shoulder in the Berne library with
Zinoviev, who later was instrumental in the ouster of Trotsky and was
himself executed in the 1936 Soviet purge.
During
the war, Dada became a social-wrecking art movement in Switzerland,
and the Zurich police seemingly feared the Dadaists more than the
Russians who lived and met across the street: Lenin, Radek, Zinoviev.
Picabia,
Arp, Duchamp, Schwitters, and others contributed the plastic
dimensions of Dada. Kahnweiler saw the outburst as nihilistic and
destructive but likable. He went to Zurich only once or twice, but
Dadaists Tzara and Arp occasionally visited him in Berne.
Vlaminck,
a declared pacifist, was put to work in a French munitions factory.
Braque was seriously wounded at Carency, and Léger was gassed
at Verdun. Apollinaire was killed two days before the Armistice, and
Kahnweiler's good friend Reignier died in the first wave of the
slaughterous Spanish flu.
The
Spanish aliens, Picasso and Gris, were left alone by the French
government, but Picasso's great prewar outpouring had been fertilized
by his associates: it had been, he said, the work of a team. Left
isolated, his work changed considerably, reverting towards a
classicist style, and while he did not abandon Cubism entirely, he
worked after the war along various simultaneous but different routes.
The
war caused a wide chasm of animosity to separate those who had gone
valiantly to battle and been wounded (Braque, Villon, Léger,
De La Fresnaye) and those who had been able to stay home (Picasso,
Gris, Gleizes, Delaunay).
Writer
Uhde had become something of a dealer for Cubists before the war, and
like Kahnweiler he had been forced to abandon France. They were both
Germans, a fact that was dramatized by their flight, and Cubism
became tagged with the disastrous epithet "Bosch art."
Though
mobilized, Léonce Rosenberg managed to continue to buy works
of Picasso, Gris, Gleizes, Léger, Metzinger, Herbini, Hayden,
Severini — and just about everyone else. He was, in the words
of J. P. Crespelle (La Folle Epoque, 1968), "Little
gifted for business and barely managed to keep his Galerie de
l’Effort Moderne alive, so that he had to pass his two
greatest stars, Picasso and Braque, on to his brother Paul. The
latter, completely null in matters of art, had a genius for commerce
and amassed an enormous fortune while his brother ruined himself
discovering new artists."
Jean Metsinger, Pencil Sketch of Léonce Rosenberg. Rosenberg served in the French Army during WWI.
Said
Kahnweiler (in 1961), "There was one dealer —
unfortunately the poor fellow made a mistake about what he should do,
but who even so had a great deal of merit — Léonce
Rosenberg, who really took over the painters I could no longer take
care of, helping them and supporting them during the war."
Gris
was helped some as well by Gertrude Stein.
Being
German, Kahnweiler was unable to return to France, in spite of the
1918 Armistice, until after peace had been ratified, and so his exile
in Berne stretched to five years.
He
arrived in France on 22 February 1920,13 years to the day since he
had first come to open a gallery. He found that the official
responsible for his padlocked gallery had moved the paintings into a
storage place on rue de Rome, where they had been damaged by
humidity. But this was minor compared to new difficulties that were
seemingly destined to crush him.
The
gallery had been bolted and its paintings sequestered during
hostilities because the owner was an enemy alien. The same political
considerations and laws that enabled Kahnweiler to return to France
also blindly confiscated all property belonging to former enemy
aliens as part of the war reparations Germany was forced to pay
France.
The
French government — and virtually all Frenchmen —
insisted on full and exception-less payment of these reparations.
This meant the forced sale to the highest bidder of everything
Kahnweiler and Udhe owned.
Kahnweiler's
active support against such action came from his painters. They were
hardly a political force.
Marshaling
the patriotic evidence of their courage at the front, their wounds,
and their decorations, Braque, Léger, and Derain undertook
every move they could conceive to save the gallery. But Cubism had
vested enemies: virtually all the galleries in Paris, "especially
those located in the area of Rue La Boétie,” who
detested Cubism esthetically; the non-Cubist artists, who in the
painter community were in the majority; critics; and flag-waving
politicians, most of whom didn't know two whiskers about art.
The
antagonistic galleries were anxious to crush Cubism once and for all,
and archrival Léonce Rosenberg joined in their cry for the
liquidation of Kahnweiler's enterprise, but for the opposite reason.
Says
Kahnweiler: "Léonce Rosenberg wanted the victory of
Cubism but in his naïveté thought that the sales would be
its triumph. It was an infantilism, and that corresponds to the lack
of commercial sense which this poor man never ceased to show, since
he ended up nearly ruined."
In
five auction sales, one of them of the dealer's personal possessions,
nearly 800 paintings and an uncounted number of drawings and other
works by Picasso, Braque, Derain, Gris, and Léger were dumped
on the market.
"No
market in the world is capable of resisting such an avalanche."
Hardly
a painting sold for more than 100 francs — at a time when the
index strength of the franc was sliding from 180 (in 1919) to 20
(1926).
The
last of the sales came in 1922; Kahnweiler attended none of them.
Rosenberg's
envisioned triumph for Cubism turned out to be black catastrophe!
Values dropped with each lot, and though prices had never been
astronomical before the sales, they had reached a level of comfort
for the artists. They now watched dumbfounded as the market worth of
new works they were producing was destroyed with each thump of the
auctioneer's gavel.
In
their self-serving, stupid blindness the established Paris dealers
bought none of the paintings, not even rich Paul Rosenberg, who had
been buying Picassos for several years; nor did any of the world's
museums have the foresight. For pennies they could have picked up
fortunes.
The
value of these paintings, if Kahnweiler, or anyone else, had them all
today, boggles the imagination.
The
auctioned paintings for the most part passed into the hands of poets,
writers, and professional people. Kahnweiler was forbidden by law to
buy back any of the paintings himself, and so he made arrangements
for friends to bid on a few pieces he cherished, but he did not have
resources to organize heavy buying to stock the new gallery he had
opened in the spring of 1920 at 29 bis rue d'Astorg with the
financial partnership of a broker from the Bourse, André
Simon.
The
new establishment carried the partner's name: Galerie Simon.
There
would never again be a Galerie Kahnweiler.
In
1907, there had been but a sparse handful of galleries in Paris. In
1920, they began to blossom, one every corner like dandelions after a
warm spring rain. "Along certain streets," Ambroise Vollard
recounted, "every shop was a show window for a picture dealer.
And that doesn't include traders who worked out of their domiciles."
One
day Vollard encountered a woman in the street with several canvases
under her arm. She complained that her husband would give her money
for only one maid.
"Today,"
the woman said, "there is no way to earn money as good as being
a picture dealer."
A
friend, said Vollard, loaned the woman several thousand francs, and
she purchased Cubist canvases at the Kahnweiler sale, which she began
selling as prices started to improve. "Suddenly she had her
second maid, then her auto."
Lawrence Jeppson is an art consultant, organizer and curator of art exhibitions, writer, editor
and publisher, lecturer, art historian, and appraiser. He is America's leading authority on
modern, handwoven French tapestries. He is expert on the works of William Henry Clapp, Nat
Leeb, Tsing-fang Chen, and several French artists.
He is founding president of the non-profit Mathieu Matégot Foundation for Contemporary
Tapestry, whose purview encompasses all 20th-century tapestry, an interest that traces back to
1948. For many years he represented the Association des Peintres-Cartonniers de Tapisserie and
Arelis in America.
Through the Smithsonian Institution Traveling Exhibition Service, the American Federation of
Arts, the Museum of Modern Art, and his own Art Circuit Services he has been a contributor to
or organizer of more than 200 art exhibitions in the United States, Canada, Japan, and Taiwan.
He owns AcroEditions, which publishes and/or distributes multiple-original art. He was co-founder and artistic director of Collectors' Investment Fund.
He is the director of the Spring Arts Foundation; Utah Cultural Arts Foundation, and the Fine
Arts Legacy Foundation
Lawrence is an early-in-the-month home teacher, whose beat is by elevator. In addition, he has spent the past six years hosting and promoting reunions of the missionaries who served in the French Mission (France, Belgium, and Switzerland) during the decade after WWII.