Saturday 22 June 2013

The Irreconcilable Faces of Jane Austen.

‘Two portraits of Jane Austen are reproduced as the frontispiece to this book. The top one, drawn by Cassandra when both were still young, is the only authentic portrait known. It shows a young woman with penetrating dark eyes, sitting with arms rather aggressively crossed and staring boldly ahead. The mouth is caustic, and there is no more than the suspicion of a smile; the curls are slightly absurd. The subject is plainly attired and sits on what appears to be a simple, country-made, ladder-back chair. The lower portrait is the one commissioned for the Memoir, and executed by Mr Andrews of Maidenhead, on the basis of Cassandra’s unacceptable sketch and the advice of the now elderly relations, who told him what their recollection of the appearance of the author was, as they saw her more than half a century earlier. Mr Andrew’s Jane Austen is altogether more decorous than Cassandra’s. The face is no longer slightly alarming, the cap and curls are prettier, the pose is more ladylike and the chair would belong comfortably in a Victorian dining room. The dress is right for the turn of the century, but this is a Victorian lady, dressed up in the fashion of another age, who could not have read Mary Wollstonecraft or sympathised with some of her ideas, although the young woman of Cassandra’s sketch looks as though she might.’
-Margaret Kirkham, Jane Austen, Feminism and Fiction (1997)
I’ve always found it difficult to reconcile the Memoir portrait with the witty, sardonic authorial voice of her writing. It’s a shame that the latter portrait is the most widely reproduced and recognised likeness of Jane. I for one much prefer Cassandra’s original portrait. The folded arms and almost impatient look are somehow more appealing than it’s wide-eyed Victorian counterpart. 

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