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Pater, Walter, 1839-1894 Project Gutenberg 2000 Not confirmed
Short stories, English; Courts and courtiers -- Fiction; Europe -- History -- Fiction Readers of public-domain and historical texts
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Reading time 158 min
Text sections 4

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Walter Pater's Imaginary Portraits presents four fictionalized lives of artists and thinkers, each framed as a historical portrait. The opening excerpt from 'A Prince of Court Painters' introduces young Watteau through a journal's intimate observations, while later sections explore the philosophical solitude of Sebastian van Storck. The prose is dense, reflective, and attentive to the interplay of art, thought, and environment.
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CHAPTER I. A PRINCE OF COURT PAINTERS CHAPTER II. DENYS L'AUXERROIS CHAPTER III. SEBASTIAN VAN STORCK CHAPTER IV. DUKE CARL OF ROSENMOLD

CHAPTER I. A PRINCE OF COURT PAINTERS

EXTRACTS FROM AN OLD FRENCH JOURNAL

Valenciennes, September 1701.

They have been renovating my father's large workroom. That delightful, tumble-down old place has lost its moss-grown tiles and the green weather-stains we have known all our lives on the high whitewashed wall, opposite which we sit, in the little sculptor's yard, for the coolness, in summertime. Among old Watteau's workpeople came his son, "the genius," my father's godson and namesake, a dark-haired youth, whose large, unquiet eyes seemed perpetually wandering to the various drawings which lie exposed here. My father will have it that he is a genius indeed, and a painter born. We have had our September Fair in the Grande Place, a wonderful stir of sound and colour in the wide, open space beneath our windows. And just where the crowd was busiest young Antony was found, hoisted into one of those empty niches of the old Hotel de Ville, sketching the scene to the life, but with a kind of grace--a marvellous tact of omission, as my father pointed out to us, in dealing with the vulgar reality seen from one's own window--which has made trite old Harlequin, Clown, and Columbine, seem like people in some fairyland; or like infinitely clever tragic actors, who, for the humour of the thing, have put on motley for once, and are able to throw a world of serious innuendo into their burlesque looks, with a sort of comedy which shall be but tragedy seen from the other side. He brought his sketch to our house to-day, and I was present when my father questioned him and commended his work. But the lad seemed not greatly pleased, and left untasted the glass of old Malaga which was offered to him. His father will hear nothing of educating him as a painter. Yet he is not ill-to-do, and has lately built himself a new stone house, big and grey and cold. Their old plastered house with the black timbers, in the Rue des Cardinaux, was prettier; dating from the time of the Spaniards, and one of the oldest in Valenciennes.

Chiefly through the solicitations of my father, old Watteau has consented to place Antony with a teacher of painting here. I meet him betimes on the way to his lessons, as I return from Mass; for he still works with the masons, but making the most of late and early hours, of every moment of liberty. And then he has the feast-days, of which there are so many in this old-fashioned place. Ah! such gifts as his, surely, may once in a way make much industry seem worth while. He makes a wonderful progress. And yet, far from being set-up, and too easily pleased with what, after all, comes to him so easily, he has, my father thinks, too little self-approval for ultimate success. He is apt, in truth, to fall out too hastily with himself and what he produces. Yet here also there is the "golden mean." Yes! I could fancy myself offended by a sort of irony which sometimes crosses the half-melancholy sweetness of manner habitual with him; only that as I can see, he treats himself to the same quality.

The journal entries that open 'A Prince of Court Painters' immediately establish a voice that is both personal and observant. The narrator describes the renovation of a workroom, noting the loss of 'moss-grown tiles' and 'green weather-stains'—details that root the story in a specific, sensory world. Young Antony Watteau appears as a 'dark-haired youth' with 'large, unquiet eyes,' sketching the September Fair with a 'marvellous tact of omission.' The prose lingers on the contrast between the old plastered house and the new stone one, hinting at tensions between tradition and ambition. This opening draws the reader into a mode of close looking, where every object and gesture carries weight.

The Journal as a Lens

The first excerpt is structured as a dated journal, with entries from September and October 1701. This form gives the narrative an immediacy and a sense of unfolding time. The narrator, a young woman, records not only events but also her own perceptions—her father's judgments, Watteau's demeanor, the atmosphere of the fair. She notes that Watteau 'left untasted the glass of old Malaga,' a small detail that suggests his absorption or discontent. The journal format allows Pater to blend observation with reflection, creating a portrait that feels both intimate and artful. The reader is positioned as a confidant, privy to the nuances of a creative life in the making.

Contrasts in Character and Setting

The excerpts set up a series of contrasts that define the central figures. In the first story, the old plastered house 'with the black timbers' is preferred to the new 'big and grey and cold' stone one—a contrast between the picturesque and the modern, the personal and the impersonal. Watteau himself is described as having 'too little self-approval,' a trait that sets him apart from his father's practical concerns. Later, in the excerpt from 'Sebastian van Storck,' the protagonist's chamber is a 'kind of EMPTY place,' where 'one only thought.' Sebastian's preference for 'prospects a vol d'oiseau' over the warm sandbanks of Wynants reveals a mind drawn to distance and abstraction. These contrasts are not merely decorative; they drive the psychological depth of each portrait.

The Texture of Artistic Life

Pater's prose is dense with the material details of artistic practice. In the first excerpt, the workroom's renovation, the sketches lying exposed, and the 'trite old Harlequin, Clown, and Columbine' transformed by Watteau's touch all speak to a world where art is both labor and magic. The narrator's father, a sculptor, serves as a connoisseur, pointing out the 'marvellous tact of omission' in Watteau's sketch. In the later excerpt, Sebastian's room is adorned with four works by Philip de Koninck, 'visionary escapes' into a 'wide-open though somewhat sullen land.' The text pays careful attention to how artists and thinkers inhabit their spaces, and how those spaces reflect their inner lives. The reader is invited to notice the interplay between the physical and the intellectual.

Philosophical Undercurrents

The excerpt from 'Sebastian van Storck' introduces a more explicitly philosophical dimension. Sebastian is described as 'jealous of his intellectual interests,' caring 'nothing' for the warm sandbanks of Wynants but loving 'the distant.' His chamber is a place where 'all had been mentally put to rights by the working-out of a long equation, which had zero is equal to zero for its result.' This suggests a mind drawn to negation or emptiness, a theme that recurs in his preference for the 'creatures of the air' and his rejection of the 'talkative Dutch world.' The text aligns him with figures like William the Silent and Spinoza, but notes that his simplicity 'was something different.' The philosophical content is woven into the descriptive fabric, not abstracted from it.

Narrative Structure and the Reader's Role

The four stories in Imaginary Portraits are presented as discrete chapters, each with its own title and framing device. The first is introduced as 'Extracts from an Old French Journal,' while others may have different conceits. This variety in narrative frame invites the reader to approach each portrait on its own terms, adjusting expectations for voice and perspective. The excerpts suggest that Pater is less concerned with plot than with the gradual revelation of character through accumulated detail. The reader's task is to observe closely, to note the recurring motifs—such as the contrast between the near and the distant, the material and the ideal—and to trace how each portrait builds a coherent inner world. The density of the prose rewards rereading and reflection.

As you read through the four portraits, pay attention to the way Pater uses setting and object to externalize inner states. The journal entries, the empty chamber, the sketches—all are more than backdrop; they are the very medium of character. The prose rewards patience: each sentence is weighted with observation. Let the contrasts between figures—Watteau's restless genius, Sebastian's philosophical stillness—guide your sense of the book's range. The portraits are not biographies but meditations, and the reader is invited to share in the act of looking closely.

I’ve often thought the quiet solitude lingering about young Watteau’s sketches somehow echoes the patient craft behind The Efficiency Expert — Edition Insights. Both whisper of work done in shadow, of meticulous minds observing the world’s small rhythms. My shelf holds them side by side, like old friends who never met, yet share a certain tender, precise gaze.

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    Matthew Flores - 1 month ago
    Imaginary Portraits showcases Pater's elegant writing style and deep appreciation for art. The stories are thoughtfully crafted, though some may find them overly intellectual and lacking in traditional plot. It's a book that demands patience and reflection, but for those willing to engage, it offers profound rewards.

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    Deanna Paul Coleman - 1 month ago
    Imaginary Portraits is a masterful collection of stories that blur the line between reality and imagination. Pater's prose is poetic and evocative, painting vivid pictures of historical and fictional figures. Each portrait is a miniature masterpiece, rich with insight and aesthetic beauty. A must-read for lovers of literary art.

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    Christina John Robinson - 1 week ago
    Imaginary Portraits is pretentious and hard to get through. The writing is overly ornate and the stories lack narrative drive. It reads more like philosophical essays than fiction, and the characters are mere sketches without depth. I found it inaccessible and not enjoyable. Unless you're a die-hard Pater fan, skip this one.


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