Window to Tahiti is a painting
executed by Matisse sometime between 1935 and 1936. That’s five or six years
after his short visit to Tahiti. This painting is quite unique, in the sense of
building a South Seas feeling not only from the setting or the subject matter,
but through the accentuated presence of outlines. Without them, without these
thick, bold, loud contours, one would imagine any other place on earth. The
balustrade looks European. The ship does it too. The trees could be any trees,
the island in the distance could be any island.
But then, after exploring the calm
of the setting and the insistence of these outlines, one discovers the border
of white Pacific flowers. And that brings attention to something more local,
more likely to appear as a Tahitian landscape. Funny, the way Matisse so often
employed funny: you need to take your eyes off his central scene for a second
to know exactly where you are. And so, the identity of the place is
decentralized. It doesn’t happen in the middle, where most viewers would expect
the stronghold of the message to feature prominently, but on the edges of the
painting itself. It is through this element of decoration that Matisse, as
almost always, blows a different life into the subject matter and changes the
piece to the point of reconfiguration.
Then there are the outlines, like I
said. They remind me of Gauguin.
Insofar as the shapes are concerned,
once again, the curve predominates. It’s in the clouds, in the tree crowns, in
the folds of the curtain, which looks as diaphanous as a cloud of steam out of
a coffee pot. All this spells out lavishness, luxuriance, abundance, languorous
pleasure mixed with the smoothness of an unspoken desire.
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