Hendrickje Wading by Rembrandt van Rijn
There are certainly far more famous (and larger) Rembrandts… but this one has long been one of my absolute favorites. I have several friends and acquaintances living in London who I envy for their access to this painting (among others). How about an even trade: MoMA for the National Gallery… straight up. Well... maybe not.
This small painting (approximately 18 x 24") of a woman wading in a stream has been almost certainly identified as Hendrickje Stoffels (1626 -1663) the long-time lover of Rembrandt Harmenszoon van Rijn (1606 –1669).
Hendrickje initially obtained work as Rembrandt’s housekeeper and seems to have lived with him from approximately 1647, a few years after the death of his first wife, Saskia van Uylenburgh (1612 - 1642). After a short period of time, she became one of the artist’s models and then his lover. This led to an acrimonious fallout with Rembrandt’s previous live-in lover, Geertje Dircx, who sued Rembrandt for breach of promise in 1649, and demanded maintenance payments from him.
In spite of being Rembrandt’s long-time lover, Rembrandt was unwilling to marry Hendrickje… initially due to the fact that by doing so he would have forfeited the inheritance of his first wife Saskia. Even with this inheritance, he had major financial problems, but without it, he would have been bankrupt.
In 1654, when she was pregnant with Rembrandt’s daughter, Hendrickje had to appear before the church council for “living in sin” with Rembrandt, who was a widower and 20 years her senior. She was judged and found guilty by the Council of the Reformed Church in Amsterdam. She confessed to having fornicated with the painter and admitted to sharing his bed without being married, like a whore, or in a more literal translation, committing whoredom. Rembrandt was not found guilty, perhaps because the jury had in mind the episode of Eve and the apple. But the scandal caused the price of his work to tumble. According to some sources, Hendrickje was also sentenced to public flogging.
Some historians suggest that the entire reason that charges were brought forth was to allow Rembrandt's creditors to seize upon his and Saskia’s assets… including his paintings. In 1655, Titus, Rembrandt and Saskia’s son, turned 14, making him eligible by law to draw up his will. Rembrandt immediately made sure that Titus installed him as his only heir and by doing so circumvented Saskia’s will. Still, he did not marry Hendrickje.
In spite of the artist’s legal maneuverings, by 1656 Rembrandt was forced to declare bankruptcy. In 1658 he lost his house, and he, Hendrickje, and Titus moved into a rented property. In the same year, Hendrickje, who got along well with Titus, opened an art shop with Titus’ help where she sold Rembrandt’s paintings. In order to protect him from his money lenders, Hendrickje and Titus became his employers. In this way, his former maid became his boss – at least officially. Her biographer Christoph Driessen believes that Rembrandt’s noticeable productivity in the early 1660s was at least partially due to the obvious support Hendrickje was rendering him. She helped organize his life for him and prevented his complete downfall after his bankruptcy.
The painting of
Hendrijke Wading in a Stream is dated 1654. Personally, I love this painting. It conveys such warmth and intimacy… yet without any hint of salaciousness. There are few paintings along this line prior to Degas, Bonnard, Vuillard, etc… One critic suggested that Rembrandt is here painting Hendrickje “wading into the water of innocence”… assuaging her guilt. But this is not complete innocence since the same heavy and ornate crimson and gold fabric (vanity, vanity) used for Bathsheba’s robe also lies on the bank beside his stunningly beautiful lover:
Hendrickje is seen raising her skirts or nightdress above the waters revealing her thighs while the deeply plunging décolletage exposes or rather suggests her delicate cleavage. The resulting image is extraordinarily sensual. In all likelihood a work so audaciously and daringly intimate was painted by Rembrandt solely for his own and Hendrickje’s enjoyment… a personal celebration of Eros and their own affection or love
In many ways this painting recalls Rubens’
Het pelsken or "Little Fur", to which it’s often been compared:
Yet there are more than a few telling elements that are quite different from Rubens’ great full-length portrait. Rubens' beautiful, young second wife, Helena Fourment is seen clad only in a fur wrap. She appears carefully posed… yet insecure. While in Rubens’ eyes, Helena may appear an Ovidian goddess, she clearly conveys a degree of unease or discomfort at posing. The black fur slides about her opal, glowing skin as she almost comically struggles to cover herself while warily eyeing the artist/viewer/audience.
But Rembrandt paints Hendrickje not looking at him (or at us… the audience). He catches her sidelong… in an act of self-absorption… allowing the viewer to contemplate her without interruption. In this sense, the difference is akin to that between Giorgione’s
Dresden Venus…
and Titian’s
Venus d'Urbino…
One painting invites an uninterrupted admiration of the beautiful female form, while the other engages in a dialog between the audience and the woman… a dialog that may include a degree of discomfort.
Considering this relationship between the viewer and the sitter, Rubens may actually be the more audacious… more in line with “modern” sensibilities than Rembrandt in this instance.
Returning to Rembrandt's painting we find the paint handling itself is marvelously varied; there is the lovely translucency of the water, the rich, almost Venetian sensuality of the heavy clothing cast to one side, the most exquisitely precise corkscrew curl hanging over Hendrickje’s neck, the creamy and well sculpted forms of the head and legs… which recall Vermeer's
Maid Pouring Milk…
… and the rapid and calligraphic painting of the woman’s shift and her arm which recalls the artist’s beautiful ink drawings:
In spite of all this variety in the handling of paint, the end result hold together magnificently.
This is all part of the illusion… and the magic.
What artist would not envy the ability to do just one such painting in his or her entire career?