Lovely Paintings Revisited #1 – Cot

Pierre Auguste Cot – Printemps (Springtime) – 1873


[Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, USA – on loan from Steven and Alexandra Cohen’s coll.]

I deeply appreciate this painting since I was very young (still a kid). It figured in one of the many books of art of my father, and I looked at it so often that soon after my discovery, the book began to open by itself just at the right page… The illustration amazed me and I could not put my eyes aside of it; it made my body behave “strange”… grow goosebumps, get aroused and ready for things I did not figure out rightly (or perhaps not at all, yet); it made me sigh and, of course, wonder.

Moreover, it puzzled me that I was feeling “from both sides” all the confidence and cosy desire expressed there; the warmth, the tenderness, the expectations… Often I wished I was the girl and had those eyes and tities and soft skin, and hotly hug that older handsome boy like she does. I tried to imagine his response. And my own follow-up (what would I do?…). But sometimes I also wished she hugged me and looked at me that way, and did to me some pleasurable things I clumsily began to discover or, at least figure out some time later. (Needless to say, I was to become physically quite more closer to the depicted boy –and I still am in several aspects– but my mind was dual and already aware of it.)

That painting, at that time, meant much to me, perhaps more than any other erotic image I had access to in our library. I showed it to a very good friend of mine and we talked about it, asking questions to each other; like “who of them would you prefer to be?”, “what would you do next?”, “do you like the boy?”, “do you think he is wearing some undercloth?”, “would you lift his cloak to see it?”, “how soon do you think they are going to kiss each other”?… etc.

Someday, some questions, or some answers, would lead to playing or pretending, to kissing and successive mutual iniciatives. Other things read and other images watched by me converged into that process, but that particular one got stuck to my mind forever, and when I recently found this excellent, high resolution copy online (so much better that the one I had at home), I became emotional –besides aroused again, as it could not be otherwise.

Past and present, memory and desire, doubts and knowledge, fantasies and actual experience, persons found and persons lost…, all came together and joined in a long, moving –I would say even enlightening– experience.

I am aware that while writing these last words I have been loosely recalling verses of T. S. Eliot which are somehow related with this illustration and this portion of memories I have told here. So, I end with these verses:

Time past and time future

What might have been and what has been

Point to one end, which is always present.

 — T. S. Eliot: Burnt Norton I, 44-46.

Notes on the painting

Regarding the quality of the work, what can I say?… It is technically unsurpassable, a prodigy of competence in every single aspect that you may consider. A wonder.

Clothes, skins, facial expressions, play of light and shadow, textures of any kind, elegance of composition… are seldom achieved as perfectly as here in paintings of any epoch. Moreover, this oil is large (with natural size, or probably bigger, figures), appealing, positive, convincing; it projects an exquisite and powerful emotion. In a word: it has what I name inside me Grace.

That it has been often called too academic, untimely classicistic, overdone, old fashioned, cloying, overerotic (given the apparent short age of the couple), etc… makes me laugh, and also question whether some art-criticism has interest or value for any sensible, moderately educated and intelligent viewer. If you really like very much a painting, if it touches your heart, what the heck does a know-all “expert” counter-opinion matter to you?

I hope you enjoy this painting as much as I do ✨ 🦄 .

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9 thoughts on “Lovely Paintings Revisited #1 – Cot

  1. That is a magnificent painting. If art can’t stir the emotions, what else is it for, right? Your thoughts on this are so personal. Beautiful.

    Here’s spooky… I’m listening to T. S. Eliot poetry right now. I paused it to read this, and I got goosebumps when I came across that quote.

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    1. Oh! Thanks heartily for the compliment ❤ ✨
      This bit you tell me about Eliot… is some coincidence !! I have been posting fragments from Four Quartets in several posts, time ago, after my sister died, because she loved Eliot and had quoted him sometimes on her own blog. Years ago, she even translated The Waste Land into Catalan (extremely well, indeed!)
      I appreciate much that you have shared this personal little event with me 🙂 💐 ((Hugs!))

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  2. I had never seen this painting but I absoutely agree with you that it is exquisite in all the ways you describe ! I love that you have always been passionate about it and appreciative of what it represented to you as you progressed through your sexual awareness. Thank you for sharing the painting –and your experience.

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    1. Thanks a lot for your most kind words, ktz ✨! I appreciate them heartily.
      I am also glad that you have enjoyed so much the painting :)) ((HUGS))!!


  3. Oh, this is surely one of the loveliest paintings ever! She kind of knows what she’s doing, just as he does, but it’s got a bautiful naivete to it, that is sweet and soft. Reminds me a bit of Cupid and Psyche.

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    1. Yep 🙂 It could be. Cot never said it, but most say he found inspiration in a contemporary French novel based, in its turn on the old tale of Daphne and Chloe.
      If I’m not wrong he used his young daughter as a model for the face and glance, and that girl had a very sweet, loving glance (like many girls, btw).
      Eros, of course, is the main driving force in our lives… and first love -as probably represented here- is something that haunts us forever. A few enjoy it to the end, but the immense majority just keep its memory (to some, like me, it’s a sacred memory).

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