A little patch of yellow wall

Vermeer's View of DelftUntil recently, the image at the head of my web page was a detail from Vermeer's View of Delft.

The View of Delft rightly deserves admiration, and none apparently recognised that more than Proust, who not only died with Vermeer's name on his lips, but who named the View as the painting beloved by Bergotte, a character from in À la recherche du temps perdu who best seems to hold Proust's own views on art. 

Bergotte is worried after reading a newspaper article admiring the "petit pan de mur jaune", for he cannot remember it, and accordingly goes to see the View of Delft at an exhibition, where he tragically dies.

Vermeer's View of Delft (detail)A friend recently asked where I believe Proust's piece of wall to be. While it may well be possible that the piece of wall does not exist (but is merely part of an impression Proust desired to create), I think it more likely that it is to be seen to the right of the painting, where the drawbridge creates the illusion of a sloping red roof against the yellow wall in the background. In other words, I am convinced the newspaper article was wrong, and Bergotte, who knew the painting by heart, was right originally to fail to remember little piece of yellow wall described by the newspaper as "a beauty that was sufficient in itself". Of course, there are astonishing microcosmos in Vermeer and in the View of Delft in particular that warrant the praise of the newspaper. I do not think we can blame Proust's newspaper writer when his heart was so clearly in the right place.

[For more European paintings, let me unequivocally recommend the Web Gallery of Art, an ambitious venture making reproductions of 12th-18th European painting and sculpture available online.]

3 responses to “A little patch of yellow wall”

  1. Oxford Huguenot says:

    I suspect the atrociously pedantic Mr. Proust was merely testing the credulity of his readers-followers. In the throes of death as he was writing La Prisonnière, he was attempting to control his own posthumous legend. Would we swoon in admiration in front of these plain stones? Was our aesthetical sense refined enough to actually die before them, as Bergotte? Well, not mine. But some claim their life was changed by the petit pan…

    I do admire Vermeer, though.

  2. Harold Pinter - The Proust Screenplay « fear of death is intransitive says:

    [...] View of Delft with the virtual magnifying glass is re-linked here. There is a post in didyktile, a little patch of yellow, which has both a brief explanation of Proust/Bergotte and the Vermeer, and two versions  View of [...]

  3. bath screens says:

    Took me ages to find this post, this time I’ll bookmark it.

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