The Royal Academy
Only serious art lovers tour the Royal Academy of Fine Arts of San Fernando, because it does not have a blockbuster collection. It has a mixture of works that matter if art is your passion.
The Academy was established by royal decree in the 1700s, and it is the headquarters of the Madrid Academy of Art as well as an art museum. It is very important in the history of Spanish art because Francisco Goya was once one of its directors, and it was attended by Pablo Picasso and Salvador Dalí, as well as several other important artists.
Lighting was poor throughout the museum: sometimes there was glare on the paintings, sometimes the light was too dim. My selection of photos doesn't do justice to their collection.
The Academy has a number of Old Master paintings from around Europe, especially from the centuries before painting became important in Spain in the 1600s. But its real strength is in Spanish art.
El Greco, 1541-1614, was the first painter working in Spain to achieve major status in the history of art. As his name implies, he was Greek; he trained in art in Italy, where he became a master before moving to Toledo, Spain. He made the rest of his career in Toledo, and did his best work there. The 1500s was a very religious period in Spain, and El Greco painted many saints. Since the people he portrayed were historical, or mythic characters, he had to use his imagination. His portrayals are remarkably sympathetic and naturalistic.
El Greco, 1541-1614 Saint Jerome, c. 1600 |
Diego Velázquez, 1599-1660 Las Meninas, 1656 |
Bartolomé Esteban Murillo, 1618-1682 St. Francis of Assisi in Ecstasy, c. 1646 |
Bartolomé Esteban Murillo, 1618-1682 San Diego de Alcalá with Beggars, c. 1646 |
Pedro de Mena, 1628-1688 Sorrowing Mary |
Francisco de Goya, 1746-1828 The Burial of the Sardine, c. 1814 |
Francisco de Goya, 1746-1828 Self-portrait at Easel, 1785-1790 Photo by Dan L. Smith |
Francisco de Goya, 1746-1828 Self-portrait, 1815 Photo by Dan L. Smith |
Antonio Carnicero, 1748-1814 Eruption of Mount Vesuvius, 1771 |
Santiago Rusiñol, 1861-1931 Mountain Garden, 1904 |
Joaquín Sorolla, 1863-1923 Bathing at the Beach, 1908 |
Eduardo Martínez Vázquez, 1886-1971 Spring in Gredos, 1931 |
José Vela Zanetti, b. 1923 Portrait of Fideladelfo, Milagros’ Blacksmith, 1984 |
Gustavo Torner, born 1925 The Complementaries VI, 1992 |
El Greco, Velázquez, and Murillo were the stars of the 1600s. The late 1700s and early 1800s were dominated by Goya. The big star of the late 1900s was Sorolla. Minor artists have produced many wonderful works, especially landscapes. These are the lessons of the Royal Academy.
Sorolla Museum
Touring the Sorolla Museum is a potent art experience because Joaquín Sorolla was a brilliant artist, and easy to like.
Sorolla was born in the 1860s, the generation of the post-Impressionists in France. His style, with its loose brushstrokes, its devotion to rendering light and shadow, and its harmonious colors, shows the strong influence of Impressionism, while his bold compositions and vigorous expressiveness reflect post-Impressionism. He was a contemporary of John Singer Sargent, and their styles had much in common. Much of his work depicts social conditions, but the walls of his private home and studio have mostly portraits and scenes related to his family and family outings, and they are full of light and joy.
When he was 25, Sorolla married a woman from his home town, Valencia, named Clotilde. They had three children, and his family life inspired many buoyant paintings.
In the early 1900s, when he was in his 40s, Sorolla, was an international star, with major exhibitions in Paris, Germany, and London. While he was in London, he met American philanthropist Archer Milton Huntington, who later hosted a big Sorolla exhibit at the Hispanic Society of America in New York City. Over half the works sold, and Huntington later commissioned him to paint 14 murals depicting life in the various regions of Spain for a meeting room at the Hispanic Society. These murals are still in place, and they were restored a few years ago. They are beautiful: vigorous, richly colored, imaginative, and folkloric. He also did some individual paintings on regional themes. Here's an example.
Regional study |
The ante-rooms are well-lighted and beautifully appointed galleries for the display of his work.
His studio is spacious, with a lofty beamed ceiling, and it is flooded with light.
The family's private sitting room is tastefully decorated.
The mansion was converted into a museum in 1932, after the deaths of Sorolla and his widow, Clotilde. Except that the upstairs rooms have been converted to galleries for a rotating display of the artist's work, the home has been preserved just the way they left it. The canvas Sorolla was working on just before he died remains in place, with his brushes next to the unfinished painting.
Being fond of a nap myself, I was interested that his studio had a secluded daybed in one corner, with an antique chair nearby.
It pleased me to see that he had such a gracious and comfortable place to spend his final years.
Here's a small sample from an exuberant abundance of his paintings.
The White Boat, Jávea, 1905 |
Bathtime, Valencia, 1909 |
The Queen's Bath, 1907 |
The Bath at La Granja, 1907 |
Skipping Rope around the Pool, 1907 |
Clotilde in the Garden, 1920 |
The Patio of Comares, La Alhambra de Granada, 1917 |
The Sorolla Museum used to be an undiscovered treasure, but the painter is well known now and the museum was packed on a free Sunday afternoon. Our tour was a highlight of our stay in Madrid.
Beautiful Madrid
When the museum closed at 4 p.m., we were hungry, having skipped lunch. We decided to walk toward our hotel, as guided by my iPad mapper, and watch for a restaurant that was open on the way. The museum was located in a lovely residential area, but after a few blocks we came to an attractive avenue with a cluster of restaurants that had outdoor seating. There wasn't much traffic, and the temperature was balmy, so we chose a table that was well-shaded by a white canopy.
This was an all-Spanish occasion: the menu, the waiter, and the other customers. The restaurant wasn't a tourist trap, but relied on local patronage. The menu seemed to consist of gourmet small plates, such as a few delicate pieces of fish or a small filet of beef. We managed to put together a tasty meal that strongly featured beer for me and wine for Dan.
In our inebriated state, it seemed like a good idea to walk the rest of the way back to the hotel. It was only a little over a mile, and we had the mapper to keep us on track. Walking down tree-shaded streets, for several blocks we passed very attractive 6-story apartment buildings with traditional architecture.
Photo by Dan L. Smith |
Photo by Dan L. Smith |
Then we came to the same alley where the taxi had let us off when we first arrived, and shortly we emerged on Gran Via, the beautiful boulevard where our beautiful hotel was located. We had a latte at Dan's favorite bar, a very low-end hole-in-the wall, then called it a day. A very fine day.