In his excellent new biography, Hilton returns to Ruskin during his subject's "later years." However, the book actually picks up with Ruskin entering his middle years at age 40, and ends with Ruskin's death in 1900 at the age of 81. Ruskin died on the doorstep of the 20th century. "What is the world coming to? I wish I could stay to see" (p. 484) we find Ruskin wondering. Hilton follows Ruskin's troubled descent from the heights of his life as a true Renaissance man--prolific writer, social critic, artist, art critic, Victorian intellectual, and eccentric Oxford professor--to Ruskin in his final years, an unhappy, bewildered, and silent man, incapable of writing, and looking "like Lear in the last scene" (p. 589). "Life is really quite disgustingly too short," Ruskin reflects at one point in the book. "One has only got one's materials together by the time one can no longer use them" (p. 531).
Ruskin's life is so fascinating, it is a wonder that it took someone a hundred years to write this biography. Hilton triumphs in bringing Ruskin to life. We learn, for instance, that Ruskin was an avid collector of drawings, gems, minerals, manuscripts, shells, photographs, birds' feathers, sculptures, books, and paintings. While an Oxford professor, he played hide-and-seek in Christ Church Cathedral. We witness his intellectual doubts eroding his religious faith. More curious, perhaps, we experience the "sad and wasteful story" (p. 132) of Ruskin's relationship (and obsession) with Rose La Touche, to whom he proposed marriage in 1866. Rose had just turned 18. Ruskin was 46 and divorced from an unconsumated marriage. Ruskin suffers for Rose in this book, and we feel his pain. We then watch Ruskin's progressive "mental collapse" into madness, following a series of breakdowns beginning after Rose's untimely death, leaving Ruskin "lost in a wildrness [sic] of thoughts" (p. 419), with no control over his mind or life.
This definitive biography gives Ruskin the long-overdue attention he deserves. Hilton's insight into his subject and vast knowledge of Ruskin's writing suggest he has spent his entire life studying Ruskin. Hilton is a fine writer, and this is a fine book that will hopefully prompt more readers to also discover the treasures found in reading Ruskin. Although Ruskin's books may not be widely available, I recommend Rosenberg's 1998 collection, THE GENIUS OF JOHN RUSKIN.
G. Merritt
structures and tools" of architecture, this is NOT
your book nor your guide.
For John Ruskin is an art critic, classicist, and
moralizing aesthetic prophet. He is not an "art for art's
sake" temporizer or relativist. He not only knows what
HE believes...but he believes he knows what YOU should
believe too. If that makes you uncomfortable or makes
you feel hampered, you might want to pass him by until
you feel you can accommodate the "insult" and "restrictions"
on your "free will choices." Otherwise, there is much of
beauty, wonder, and insight to be gained in these pages.
Ruskin's point of view is that of a classical Platonist
mixed with the moralizing tenor of an exhorting (but not
shrilly so) prophet toward beauty, Truth, and clarity of
vision...and moral purpose in Art. He also has a wondrous
prose style which is both clear, compelling, and entrancing.
This edition published by Dover as a reprint is of the
second edition of the work from 1880. It also includes
14 plates of drawings which Ruskin did to illustrate the
points which he makes in the text.
Along the way, Ruskin includes shortened Aphorisms
in the margin which restate the bold face print points
which he is making in the text. In Chapter 2, titled
"The Lamp of Truth," Ruskin stands forth most forcefully
and dynamically (and perhaps to the "modern," most
tendentiously) as the classical Platonic moralizer
and aesthetic apostle/prophet/priest. Though raised
a strict Protestant, Ruskin rebelled and left Christianity
for a classical Paganism based on beauty, Truth, and clarity.
Needless to say, this more than tended to alienate him
and isolate him from the mercenary, industrialized
Victorian world which was chugging along outside his
hermetically sealed temple dedicated to Truth, Beauty,
Goodness, and Clarity. Mercantilism and "practical
progress" don't exactly exalt those four princples as
the means or the goals whereby to make money and become
successful in the eyes of the world or popular opinion.
But if you want to read about Truth and Beauty and
read it through the eyes and soul of a lover of those
qualities -- and read it expressed in most beautiful
prose and style (which is both poetic and powerful),
then Ruskin and this work are clearly the choices you
should make.
This excerpt from Ruskin tied to Aphorism 29 {"The
earth is an entail, not a possession.") clearly shows
that Ruskin's vision and prophetic power extend beyond
the merely practical realm of architecture into an
all-encompassing total vision of responsibility and
reverence: "The idea of self-denial for the sake of
posterity, of practising present economy for the sake of
debtors yet unborn, of planting forests that our
descendants may live under their shade, or of raising
cities for future nations to inhabit, never, I suppose,
efficiently takes place among publicly recognized motives
of exertion. Yet these are not the less our duties; nor
is our part fitly sustained upon the earth, unless the
range of our intended and deliberate usefulness include,
not only the companions, but the successors, of our
pilgrimage. God has lent us the earth for our life; it
is a great entail. It belongs as much to those who are
to come after us, and whose names are already written in
the book of creation, as to us, and we have no right, by
any thing that we do or neglect, to involve them in
unnecessary penalties., or deprive them of benefits which
it was in our power to bequeath."
Read...enjoy...benefit...
The experience is hard to describe for me. The skillful intertwining of narratives has already been described by others. The effect is sensitive and deceptively simple. I couldn't help but feel, when I had finished, that there were deeper threads connecting the two stories that I couldn't quite see yet -- much like the threads on the back of needlework can tie together what on the surface is unconnected. I have a sense that by reading it one more time, and one more time after that (etc.) I would gradually see the metaphors that make each story reflect the other.
Without doing that, however, be assured that it is enough to read the book once, just to experience its light touch on your mind (and possibly your heart).
The common thread is the reading of life through their art - e.g. the seamtress is more impressed with the queen's stitches than her position. Through this comes the title - The Invention of Truth - for both artists read the truth of their lives through their art.
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This work is well researched and intended for other scholars. Even the literate, well-read generalist outside 19th century studies may have difficulty tracing Wheeler's argument, since he references hundreds of works by Ruskin and by those who have written about him in the past century. Nevertheless, the argument is well constructed and should serve as a corrective to the tendency of postmodernist critics to revel in the agnosticism and atheism that pops up in several of Ruskin's writings during the middle years of his career.