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Mary’s Freedom Daughter of Her Son
It is a giant-sized masterpiece: an altarpiece measuring 3.7
by 4.5 meters,
painted
on both sides. With its 53 scenes, it represents the most complete narrative
of the life of Christ and of Mary. Duccio had the ability to “set up a
mysterious resonance around every gesture, around a figure, an episode.”
by Giuseppe Frangi
“Sis Ducio vita, quia te pinxit ita.” There is no more simple,
heartfelt signature in the entire history of art than the one Duccio placed on
his famous Maestà. “Be life for Duccio,” he wrote in gilt
Gothic lettering on the step at the bottom of Mary’s throne, “because
he painted you like this.” The subject, of course, is Our Lady, the focal
point of this immense narrative machine destined for the high altar of Siena
Cathedral. Duccio was no humble, unknown craftsman. He was a famous artist, whose
greatness made the whole city proud, a painter who received a fabulous sum for
this work (3,000 gold florins, and all his materials were paid for by the Opera
del Duomo, the Cathedral Works Commission). In truth, the size, too, of this
masterpiece is record-breaking. It measures 3.7 by 4.5 meters (roughly 12 by
15 feet), and is painted on both sides. What is more, with its 53 scenes, it
represents the most complete narrative of the life of Christ and of Mary.
When Duccio painted this masterpiece, he was probably around 60 years old. And
yet, the Maestà expresses much more a sense of daring than of authoritative
skill. Duccio shows himself to be a curious man, who does not let any detail
escape his notice; a man attracted by clues, capable of tracking them down one
by one, with the untapped energy of the latest neophyte. Let’s trace some
of these clues ourselves, following in his footsteps.
The death of Mary
We’ll start at the end. Mary dies in Ephesus. Lying on her bed, wrapped
in her usual glowing blue, she has the same face as when she became a mother.
This scene of her Death (followed by her Funeral and Burial) is placed right
above the huge scene of The Virgin Enthroned in Majesty, so the comparison is
evident to the eyes of all. After the Angel with the shining palm frond announced
to Mary her eminent departure from this world, she expressed the desire to gather
the Twelve around her, who had in the meantime spread to all the corners of the
earth. And here they are around her bed. But in the center, they have been joined
by the Son, surrounded by the host of angels and patriarchs. In keeping with
the iconographic tradition, He holds His mother’s soul, in the form of
a little girl, in His arms. “Maiden yet a mother, Daughter of thy Son,” Dante
sang. Jesus’ red cloak, woven with gold thread, carefully enwraps Mary’s
soul, with a delicacy charged with affection that only Duccio knows how to express.
There is a sense of complete understanding, of tender embrace in this little
detail. As Fr Giussani writes, “‘Virgin mother, daughter of your
Son’: this verse indicates the total meaning of creation as acceptable
to man.”
Mary and John
Let’s take a small step backward. On one of the gables of the Maestà,
Duccio recounts a rare scene: after Mary’s desire is expressed to the Angel,
all the Apostles arrive in front of her house. Meeting again after so long, on
the porch outside the door, they embrace, greet each other, tell each other the
stories of their experiences in these years. There is a sense of brotherhood
that Duccio expresses by compressing the space, crowding it with figures, as
though each were seeking the others out. But the crux of the scene is inside,
in the little room where, shortly before, Mary had received the visit of the
Angel, seated on the same red and gold-embroidered pillow. Now Mary moves to
stand up; starting to kneel in front of her is the one whom her Son had entrusted
to her at the foot of the Cross, the beloved apostle, John. Rarely in painting
has an attraction of mutual affection been expressed as in this scene, a sense
of such simple but all-embracing devotion. Notice the dynamics of the hands:
John’s stretch out toward Mary, desiring her embrace but held back by a
stronger feeling of respect. Mary’s hands grasp and hold John’s,
as though she had always been waiting for them. “Virgin mother,” Dante
writes, and Giussani explicates: “Virginity is motherhood. The first characteristic
in which the Being communicates itself is virginity. It is the concept of absolute
purity, which has as its consequence an absolute vortex, namely motherhood. Virginity
is maternal, it is mother of the creation.” There is no gesture more maternal
than these two hands of the Virgin open and outstretched to welcome the one who
has been entrusted to her as a son.
The Annunciation: the beginning of the story
Underneath the main scene of The Virgin Enthroned in Majesty, the small panels
tell how the story began. The first act opens in a context not very different
from this one: a house, with an airy porch that seems to have been conceived
so as not to interpose obstacles or objections. This is the Annunciation, one
of the most reproduced scenes in the history of painting (and one of the small
panels that are no longer in Siena, after Duccio’s great altarpiece was
removed from the altar and cut apart in 1771; like the Nativity, it is now in
the National Gallery of Art in Washington, DC). Mary is standing, with an open
book in her hand. Behind her, the door is symbolically half-open. At the arrival
of the Angel, Mary has a slight start of surprise, reflected in the gesture of
her hand brought to her breast as though in instinctive protection. This visit
was not foreseen or expected. And Duccio underlines this fact with his usual
subtle attention to details, like a scrupulous reporter: as opposed to all the
other scenes, Mary does not have her blue cloak pulled up over her head, but
wears only a pale pink veil to cover her hair. But then these details fade before
the keen intensity of her gaze. While her body is in an almost frontal position
with respect to the viewer, her gaze, with the pupils turned toward the corner
of her eyes, is pointed elsewhere. By Grace she has seen revealed the “Eternal
counsel” sung by Dante, the design of the Eternal. Now she has to say if
she wants to be the “fixed term” (or, as Giussani puts it, “The
instrument that God used in order to enter into man’s heart”). But
things do not end here, because in the dialectic (which Duccio recounts with
a delicacy for which we cannot fail to be grateful to him even now) between the
restrained gesture of her hand and her eyes already turned toward her destiny
is the documentation of Mary’s freedom. Fr Giussani writes, “That ‘fixed’ is
not a block to Mary’s freedom, because the fixed term is a suggestion that
comes from the Eternal.”
Mysterious resonance
“
Suggestion,” moreover, is the word that best lends itself as a critical
category for understanding the beauty and lightness of Duccio and this, his masterpiece.
A great critic, Enzo Carli, wrote about this in his perceptive essay on the Maestà.
In opposition to the stalwart energy of Giotto, Carli spoke of Duccio’s
ability “to set up a mysterious resonance around every gesture, around
a figure, an episode, and to transfer its representation beyond the limits of
faithfulness and illustrative expediency, and perhaps of an unaffected, heartfelt
participation in the event.”
Duccio was this: the greatest prompter “in images” of the history
of art.