Last weekend we celebrated Mother’s Day in the UK. Seeing people buying flowers and chocolates and making Facebook posts stirred me to think how we celebrate our mothers, and how often we do it. Is it only once a year? These reflections reminded me of a painter who celebrated mothers in many of her portraits. Have a look at these mother portraits by Mela Muter:
A stormy biography
Behind these elegant, yet expressive paintings, hides an extremely stormy biography of a woman who, through her entire work, was inspired by fascination with other people– said Katarzyna Wąs, the curator of an intimate exhibition of Muter’s work in Warsaw in autumn 2017. Why a ‘stormy’ biography? Probably because Mela Muter was born a Polish Jew at the end of the 19th century. A daughter of a merchant, at the age of 23 she began studying art in a drawing school for women in Warsaw. Yet, having met her future husband Micha Mutermilch (1874–1947), a Jewish-Polish writer, critic and a socialist activist, she left for Paris with her family (by then, their only child, Andrzej, was one year old). In France, Mela returned to studying painting and she attended the Académie de la Grande Chaumiere and the Académie Colarossi, and since 1902 she exhibited at the Paris Salon.
A painter of Parisian elites
In Paris, she quickly became part of the bohemian and intellectual elite. In terms of painting, she is associated with the so-called Parisian school, but because of her highly individual style, inspired by Whistler, Van Gogh, Gauguin, Cézanne, Picasso, and Severini, it is difficult to label her with a specific trend. Most often she is associated with post-Impressionism (check the van goghesque strong contours and hasty, multi-directed brushstrokes), yet I see in her a herald of expressionism, too (look at her signature!). She painted charming landscapes (look them up, worth it!) but was most famous for her moving portraits, to the extent that she was known as an ‘elite portraitist’ since she portrayed politicians, writers, scientists and artists, such as Auguste Rodin, Diego Rivera, Leopold Gottlieb, and writers like Henryk Sienkiewicz, Władysław Reymont and Leopold Staff (with whom she had an affair). But she also painted multiple portraits of women, children, and above all, mothers.
A complicated love life and a tragedy
Her private life was no less fascinating than her artistic experiments and works. She travelled quite a lot, spending a couple of years in Spain (1911-14), as she was fascinated by the Spanish landscapes and art (so are we!), visiting Switzerland, Bretony, and southern France. In 1917, she met an activist Raymond Lefebvre, who was 15-years her junior, and their love affair led to the failure of her marriage with the much older Mutermilch. She planned a marriage with Lefebvre, but this never happened because when Lefebvre went to Soviet Russia in 1920, he died in unexplained circumstances during a White Sea cruise. He was probably killed on Stalin’s orders. His death came as a great hit to Mela who was already dealing with the illness of her son, who suffered from bone tuberculosis, and was mourning her mother and sister Gustawa Hirszberg (d. 1911). These tragedies combined brought about her conversion to Catholicism in 1923. After the death of Raymond, Mela began having love affairs with other men from the artistic circles: with a Polish poet Leopold Staff, and with a poet Reiner Maria Rilke.
Working with young girls
In 1927, she became a French citizen but sadly her financial situation deteriorated and at the beginning of the 1930s she started giving painting lessons to support herself. She spent the WWII in the south of France, where she worked and lived in Avignon. She received a small flat from the city authorities, and she kept on teaching drawing, art history, and literature at the girls’ College St. Marie. As it’s the case with any painters, with age her eyesight started to worsen and she needed a cataract operation which improved her eyes a little, so she could work till her death in 1967.
Her works are rarely publicly presented (what a shame, I think they are real pearls!) and today most of them are in private collections. What do you think about these mother portraits? I admire Mela on how she brilliantly depicts the heart-warming atmosphere that mothers radiate. I’ll finish up with her own words on portraiture:
I don’t ask myself whether a person in front of my easels is good, false, generous, intelligent. I try to dominate them and represent them just as I do in the case of a flower, tomato or tree; to feel myself into their essence; if I manage to do that, I express myself through their personality.
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