
Netherlandish Proverbs: Pieter Bruegel the Elder, 1559 (Staatliche Museen, Berlin)
From the proverb speaks a noli me tangere of experience.
With this, it proclaims its ability to transform experience into tradition. Proverbs cannot be applied to situations. Instead, they have a kind of magical character: they transform the situation. It is scarcely within the powers of the individual to purify the lessons of his life completely by purging them of his particular experience. But the proverb can do this by taking possession of them.
It turns the lesson that has been experienced into a wave in the living chain of innumerable lessons that flow down from eternity.
Jean Paulhan: Expérience du proverbe.
Walter Benjamin, On Proverbs, c. 1932, translated by Rodney Livingstone in Selected Writings, vol. 2, eds. Michael W. Jennings, Howard Eiland, and Gary Smith, 1999
 
In fact, one might go on and ask oneself whether the relationship of the storyteller to his material, human life, is not in itself a craftsman's relationship -- whether it is not his very task to fashion the raw material of experience, his own and that of others, in a solid, useful, and unique way. It is a kind of procedure which may perhaps most adequately be exemplified by the proverb, if one thinks of this as an ideogram of a story. A proverb, one might say, is a ruin which stands on the site of an old story and in which a moral twines about a happening like ivy around a wall.
Walter Benjamin: The Storyteller, first published in Orient and Occident, October 1936, translated by Harry Zohn in Selected Writings, vol. 3, eds. Michael W. Jennings and Howard Eiland, 2002
    
 
 
With this, it proclaims its ability to transform experience into tradition. Proverbs cannot be applied to situations. Instead, they have a kind of magical character: they transform the situation. It is scarcely within the powers of the individual to purify the lessons of his life completely by purging them of his particular experience. But the proverb can do this by taking possession of them.
It turns the lesson that has been experienced into a wave in the living chain of innumerable lessons that flow down from eternity.
Jean Paulhan: Expérience du proverbe.
Walter Benjamin, On Proverbs, c. 1932, translated by Rodney Livingstone in Selected Writings, vol. 2, eds. Michael W. Jennings, Howard Eiland, and Gary Smith, 1999
In fact, one might go on and ask oneself whether the relationship of the storyteller to his material, human life, is not in itself a craftsman's relationship -- whether it is not his very task to fashion the raw material of experience, his own and that of others, in a solid, useful, and unique way. It is a kind of procedure which may perhaps most adequately be exemplified by the proverb, if one thinks of this as an ideogram of a story. A proverb, one might say, is a ruin which stands on the site of an old story and in which a moral twines about a happening like ivy around a wall.
Walter Benjamin: The Storyteller, first published in Orient and Occident, October 1936, translated by Harry Zohn in Selected Writings, vol. 3, eds. Michael W. Jennings and Howard Eiland, 2002
The point of view might be phrased in this way: Proverbs are strategies for dealing with situations.  In so far as situations are typical and recurrent in a given social  structure, people develop names for them and strategies for handling  them. Another name for strategies might be attitudes.
A work like Madame Bovary (or its homely American translation, Babbitt) is the strategic naming of a situation. It singles out a pattern of experience that is sufficiently representative of our social structure, that recurs sufficiently often mutandis mutatis, for people to ‘need a word for it’ and to adopt an attitude towards it. Each work of art is the addition of a word to an informal dictionary.
Art forms like ‘tragedy’ or ‘comedy’ or ‘satire’ would be treated as equipments for living, that size up situations in various ways and in keeping with correspondingly various attitudes.
      Kenneth Burke, Literature as Equipment for Living, 1938 in The Philosophy of Literary Form: Studies in Symbolic Action, 1941A work like Madame Bovary (or its homely American translation, Babbitt) is the strategic naming of a situation. It singles out a pattern of experience that is sufficiently representative of our social structure, that recurs sufficiently often mutandis mutatis, for people to ‘need a word for it’ and to adopt an attitude towards it. Each work of art is the addition of a word to an informal dictionary.
Art forms like ‘tragedy’ or ‘comedy’ or ‘satire’ would be treated as equipments for living, that size up situations in various ways and in keeping with correspondingly various attitudes.

Netherlandish Proverbs (detail): Pieter Bruegel the Elder, 1559 (Staatliche Museen, Berlin)
(left) To pull to get the longest end
(center) Love is on the side where the money bag hangs
(lower left) He who has spilt his porridge cannot scrape it all up again
(right) To barely be able to reach from one loaf to the other
(on table) A hoe without a handle
(under table) To look for the hatchet / Here he is with his lantern
 
  To even be able to tie the devil to a pillow
 
      To be a pillar-biter

To bang one's head against a brick wall
One foot shod, the other bare
 
      To bell the cat / To be armed to the teeth / To put your armor on
 
                                                                              To fry the whole herring for the sake of the roe / To get the lid on the head
 
                                                                             To sit between two stools in the ashes
 
                     To be a hen feeler
 
                                                                                               It depends on the fall of the cards
 
                                                                          The world is turned upside down
 
                     Leave at least one egg in the nest

To lead each other by the nose
 
                                                                       The die is cast
 
                                                                      To look through one's fingers

To have the roof tiled with tarts

To shoot a second bolt to find the first
 
                                                                  The roof has lathes
 
 To have a toothache behind the ears / To be pissing against the moon / Here hangs the pot
 
                                                                  To shave the fool without lather / Two fools under one hood
 
                                                                   It grows out of the window
 
                                                            To play on the pillory
 
      Where the gate is open the pigs will run into the corn / Where the corn decreases the pig increases
 
                                                           To run like one's backside is on fire / He who eats fire craps sparks
To toss feathers in the wind
 
      To gaze at the stork
To want to kill two flies with one stroke
 
       To fall from the ox onto the rear end of the ass
 
      To kiss the ring of the door / To wipe one's backside on the door
 
                                                    To fish behind the net
Big fish eat little fish
To be unable to see the sun shine on the water
 
      It hangs like a privy over a ditch / They both crap in the same hole
 
                     To throw one's money into the water

A wall with cracks will soon collapse
 
                                              To not care whose house is on fire as long as one can warm oneself at the blaze
To drag the block

Horse droppings are not figs
 
                                          If the blind lead the blind both will fall into the ditch

Everything, however finely spun, finally comes to the sun
To keep one's eye on the sail
To crap on the gallows
Who knows why geese go barefoot?
To see bears dancing / Wild bears prefer each other's company
 
      To throw one's cowl over the fence
 
                                   It is ill to swim against the stream
 
                                                     The pitcher goes to the water until it finally breaks / The broadest straps are cut from someone else's leather

To fall through the basket / To be suspended between heaven and earth

To take the hen's egg and let the goose's egg go
 
                         Love is on the side where the money bag hangs
 
                           To tie a flaxen beard to the face of Christ
 
                     To have to stoop to get on in the world
 
                   To cast roses before swine
 
                  To fill the well after the calf has already drowned
 
                    To be as tame as a lamb
 
               She puts the blue cloak on her husband
 
               Watch out that a black dog does not come in between

One winds on the distaff what the other spins
 
              To carry the day out in baskets
 
            To hold a candle to the Devil
 
                     To confess to the Devil
 
                The pig is stabbed through the belly
 
         Two dogs over one bone seldom agree
 
                             What is the good of a beautiful plate when there is nothing on it?
 
                      The fox and the crane entertain each other
To blow in the ear
 
      To be chalked up for someone

The meat on the spit must be basted
 
  There is no turning the spit with him

To catch fish without a net
 
   Netherlandish Proverbs (detail): Pieter Bruegel the Elder, 1559 (Staatliche Museen, Berlin)
 
   Netherlandish Proverbs (detail): Pieter Bruegel the Elder, 1559 (Staatliche Museen, Berlin)

Netherlandish Proverbs (detail): Pieter Bruegel the Elder, 1559 (Staatliche Museen, Berlin)
















 
 
 
5 comments:
Tom,
Such a compendium of "situations" here in Breughel's painting, these translations of them into "proverbs" -- thanks on a morning in which daylight has been saved . . .
3.11
grey whiteness of fog against invisible
ridge, golden-crowned sparrow on feeder
in foreground, sound of wave in channel
object, recognized in which
visible was not “left”
one that from this which is,
found, had been there
silver of low sun reflected in channel,
whiteness of gull gliding toward ridge
fascinating.
Thanks for this fascinating in-depth look at what's underneath Brueghel's painting--I'm going to jettison his "Icarus" and make this my desktop background.
One returns to Bruegel's ingenious study of human stupidity armed with centuries of reiterated supporting proof: human folly is inexhaustible.
Historical developments merely compound the evidence.
We're reminded of a contemporary proverb: the devil is in the details.
Here, indeed, he is situated smack dab in the middle of the wonderfully superabundant detail, comfortably ensconced in his gazebo/confessional.
The blank expressions on the faces of the players in this comedy of the absurd help us recall that the relationship of the individual to society in a Flemish village is perhaps not so unlike that which pertains in our own world of alienated monads after all.
Duh!
Having spent many a summer day in Bree (the Belgian town some think Bruegel was born, I can attest to the accuracy of his vision. Things haven't changed much. Fortunately, there is ice cream.
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