Roberto Estopiñán: Sculptor of God and Modernity

 

Editor’s Note: This is one of a series  that might be called “Forgotten Catholics”: Great artists, novelists, and poets who are not known as Catholics. In this essay you will meet one of the great 20th-century Latin American sculptors, a refugee from Communist Cuba, who in times of crisis turned to St. Ignatius’ examen exercise to ground himself in the presence of God. Surely a re-valuation of this man’s work in light of his faith is long overdue.

Roberto Gabriel Estopiñán (1921-2015), a Cuban sculptor who emigrated to exile in the United States not long after Fidel Castro’s revolution in 1959, is considered one of Latin America’s most important 20th-century artists.

His work, which includes drawings and prints as well as sculptures in wood and bronze, is in the collections of New York’s Museum of Modern Art, the Smithsonian’s American Art Museum, the Art Institute of Chicago, and the Detroit Institute of Art, among many locations. He is best known for his stark, disturbing renderings of political prisoners, the fruit of his own experiences as a dissident under both Castro and his predecessor, the dictator Fulgencio Batista, and for his representations of the female torso that can remind viewers of both classical statuary and the high-modern, abstractly elongated work of Henry Moore.

Estopiñán, Prisoners, c. 1964-1965

What is little known about Estopiñán is the centrality of his Catholic faith in both his life and his work.

He was born in Havana to a father from Asturias in northwest Spain and a mother of African descent. His father died when Roberto was seven years old; he and his younger brother were raised by their mother, a maternal uncle, and a grandmother. He attended the local public school but went to a Jesuit church near his home for catechism classes. His youthful exposure to the Jesuits would affect him for the rest of his life. In moments of political crisis he would turn to the examen, a five-step prayer technique that is part of St. Ignatius Loyola’s Spiritual Exercises and focuses on the laying out of the day’s events in the awareness of the presence of God. Besides being a means of discerning one’s relationship to God, the examen has a visual component—seeing in one’s mind how God is working in one’s life—and it informed Estopiñán’s sense of visual aesthetics and would serve as a compass in his art.

Estopiñán, Crucifixion, 1964

Estopiñán was something of a prodigy. At the age of fourteen, he won the first prize in drawing at the Centro Asturiano, a regional association for Cubans of Asturian descent. Shortly afterward he received special permission to enter the San Alejandro Academy of Fine Arts in Havana, which usually did not accept minors. At the school he was mentored first by its director, the painter Armando Menocal (1863-1941), then by the landscape artist Antonio Rodríguez Morey (1872-1967), and finally by Juan José Sicre (1898-1974), regarded as one of Cuba’s greatest sculptors. Sicre, a professor of sculpture at the Academy, had helped introduce European modernist art to Cuba, and from the 1930s through the 1950s had sculpted monumental figures in Havana of José Martí and other Cuban national heroes that stand to this day.  Estopiñán was first Sicre’s student, then his assistant, and, finally, his colleague for the next fifty years.

After graduating from San Alejandro in 1942, Estopiñán began simultaneously teaching art at the Ceiba del Agua School for young men, assisting Sicre in public art projects and developing his own artistic vision. He also traveled widely, to Mexico, New York, France, and Italy. From the late 1940s through the 1950s his sculpture evolved from an early neoclassical phase under the influence of Maillol to what he defined as “formalist humanism”: emphasizing the abstract beauty of the shapes he sculpted while not abandoning the human figure as the basis of his work. As the 1950s progressed he chose to carve in native Cuban woods as well as weld scraps of various metals. Although he was obviously influenced by Henry Moore and Julio González (1876-1942), a Spanish modernist sculptor whose iron weldings prefigured Estopiñán’s weldings in bronze, he had already created his own visual language.

Estopiñán, an avid reader, was preoccupied by the tensions of the Cold War, the aftereffects of the Nazi concentration camps, and the nuclear detonations that marked that era. There seemed to have been a historical breakdown—and this affected his ideas about people’s inner lives, as well as about what representing the human figure meant for artists after such historical breakdowns. He also felt a call to civic duty, especially after Batista’s coup of March 1952 established a military dictatorship that suspended Cuba’s constitution and most civil liberties in what had been a fragile democracy. Estopiñán joined the Directorio Revolucionario Estudiantil, an anticommunist, pro-democracy student-based organization that opposed the Batista regime.

Estopiñán in Havana, 1952

During those years he read voraciously, from anti-communist writers on the left such as George Orwell, Ignazio Silone, and Arthur Koestler to Catholic philosophers such as Jacques Maritain and Étienne Gilson, as well as the poetry of Dante and Valéry.

He was deeply affected by Gilson’s 1955 Mellon lectures at the National Gallery that later became a book, Painting and Reality. Gilson argued that modern painting and sculpture did not aim to represent or imitate the natural world, but rather to add to it. For this reason, Gilson argued, modern art must be distinguished from mere “picturing”—producing images of actual or possible beings. The modern artist, according to Gilson, dismantles the unnecessarily descriptive, the overly decorative, and the merely illustrative, proposing instead an expressive language of the essential that is ultimately more spiritual than conventional depiction. Estopiñán decided to ground his aesthetic practice in Gilson’s theory of the “pure plastic elements” that characterized modern art, as well as Valéry’s definition of a classic: “a work that is measured by three standards: quantity, quality and variety.”

Throughout the 1950s Estopiñán simultaneously experimented formally with his sculpture and engaged in revolutionary acts against the Batista dictatorship. He participated in strikes, printed and delivered leaflets, and hid other revolutionaries on the run. He also began his arresting sculptures of political prisoners, winning prizes in national exhibitions. After the triumph of Castro’s revolution, the new regime rewarded his activism with diplomatic postings as a cultural attaché in Egypt, Czechoslovakia, and China. His experience in China while Mao Zedong carried out his program of forced collectivization of agriculture, suppression of Christian churches, and disastrous Great Leap Forward that resulted in tens of millions of deaths by famine, confirmed misgivings that he had already been experiencing about Cuba just a few weeks after Castro’s triumph.

“My intuition told me that instead of democracy, it was populism manipulated by a demagogue, that rule of law was not restored but replaced by the mob, and that the new regime was turning against the very Catholic church that had supported it,” Estopiñán told me an interview in 2014. “Communist China was simply the nightmare confirmed. I had seen the future and it was hell.”

Estopiñán, Rebel Prisoner, 1965

Back in Cuba in early 1961, he encountered a brutally sectarian society where opposition was not tolerated. He saw only four choices for him: adapt and lose your soul; be imprisoned; be executed; or save your soul and your life by going into exile. He chose the latter.

On his way to a new diplomatic assignment in Honduras, he got off the plane in Tegulcigapa, went straight to the U.S. embassy, and requested asylum. In exile first in Miami, then in New York City, he was overcome by a profound existential crisis: How could he have been fooled? Why and how did a revolution meant to be democratic sour so quickly into totalitarianism? He tortured himself looking for an answer, but the Jesuit examen came to his rescue, as did Maritain and Camus.

He also made new discoveries among 20th-century writers who had found meaning in Christian faith: Simone Weil and Thomas Merton. A fellow Cuban exile, the Catholic poet Israel Rodríguez (1925-2008), lent him two books by contemporary Catholic theologians that trace the roots of the atheism and nihilism that undergird many modern ideologies: The Drama of Atheist Humanism by Henri de Lubac and The God Question and Modern Man by Hans Urs von Balthasar. Both were Jesuits, and both were energized by the Second Vatican Council and its efforts to revitalize the Catholic Church as a bulwark against modernity’s aggressive secularism while at the same time speaking a language that modernity would understand.

After arriving in exile in the midst of this crisis of faith and ideology, Estopiñán slowly started to draw and sculpt again. But he found his earlier formalism hollow and lacking. He began to study the Romanesque sculpture of twelfth-century Western Europe, in which the elongated stone figures of Christ and other biblical personages dramatized religious meaning, as well as the work of the German Expressionist sculptor Ernst Barlach (1870-1938), whose realistic but stylized woodcarvings and bronzes that recalled the sculptures of saints on the façades of Gothic cathedrals displayed intense spiritual yearnings. Estopiñán needed to return to the human figure in a less abstract manner, more directly, more emotionally, in the best tradition of religious art.

Estopiñán, Seated Prisoner, 1966

And he did.

Throughout the 1960s the human figure returned to Estopiñán’s art, often in specifically religious images. During this decade drawings and sculptures of crucifixes, crucifixions and Calvaries appeared by the dozens, together with his continuing representations of political prisoners along with warriors and exiles. Ranging from minimalistic simplicity to dramatic expressionism, these works communicate depth of feeling and religious intensity. Estopiñán viewed his challenge as translating his inner life, his faith, into these works. I believe he succeeded; those works are grounded in profound Christian belief.

Estopiñán, Crucifix, 1962

Years later Estopiñán recalled: “I wanted to be true to myself, which meant being a modern artist and a believer. [Georges] Rouault and Barlach could do it, as well as abstractionists like [Alfred] Manessier and [Jean René] Bazaine. But so could artists who were not traditional believers, like Matisse in the chapel at Vence, like Germaine Richier’s crucifix in the church at Assy. I am not talking of grotesqueries like Le Corbusier’s church [an asymmetric concrete chapel with tiny windows erected in 1955 in Ronchamp, France], but something deep and clear and balanced.”

During the 1970s Estopiñán’s style shifted toward a more organic figuration, reflecting his desire to convey a synthesis between the human body and plant life. By the 1980s he had arrived at a new classicism, austere and simplified, in which the female torso whose renderings he became famous for and the political prisoners who continued to haunt him were his most constant themes, right through the end of his life.

Estopiñán, Untitled (Double Female Torso), 1985

In 2002 Estopiñán and his wife, Carmina Benguría, a performance artist and fellow exile, moved from New York to Miami. There he produced two etchings with crucifixion themes, carved a study for what he called a “resurrection crucifix,” which he hoped to make life-size for a chapel, and made drawings for a sculpture of a Madonna and Child (now in the collection of the chapel at Xavier University in New Orleans) that he was not able to execute.

Shortly before his death at age 93 I interviewed him for the last time. I asked, “Tell me in one sentence what your work is about.” He responded, “It’s about opening up matter–stone, wood, metal–and allowing the Spirit to dwell. In the end, I am merely a tool of God.”

Estopiñán, Study for a Resurrection Crucifix, 2002

Roberto Estopiñán pursued an authentic modern art that was also reflective of his intense Catholic faith. Hans Urs von Balthasar had raised “the God question and modern man” as an expression of the difficulty of maintaining Christian belief in a radically secularized and nihilistic age. Estopiñán provided an answer.

Editor: We asked Alejandro Anreus, a professor of art at William Paterson University, for his biography. He replied: “I came into exile with my mother, grandmother, and two aunts in 1970 in the ‘Freedom Flights’ set up by the LBJ administration. I was short of being ten years old by less than a month. Through anti-Castro human rights activism, I met Estopinan when I was 16 years old, and he became a father figure for the rest of my life. He introduced me to Orwell, Silone, Weil, Merton, also anti-Leninist Marxists like Rosa Luxemburg and Victor Serge, since he was a strong believer that to counterattack Marxism, you need to read it and know it. I organized two major exhibitions of his work; an important three-person show in 1992 at the Montclair Art Museum, and a retrospective of his prints at the Jersey City Museum in 1996. In 2019 I edited a book of interviews ‘Roberto Estopinan. In His Own Words’ published by ARS Atelier Press in Guttenberg, NJ. I have a Ph.D. in art history from the Graduate Center, CUNY, and I am the author of 6 books on Latin American art, and over 60 catalog essays, articles, and reviews, which have appeared in Art Nexus, Commonweal, Third Text, Art Journal and the Madrid-based digital periodical Diario de Cuba.”

The Via Crucis of Caroline Coate “Is that not a way to pray?”

Editors Note: We are very pleased to offer you this conversation between two fine Catholic artists. Anne Redmon, the interviewer, is a wonderful Catholic novelist whose work we highly recommend. To learn more about her life and work, check out the Catholic Arts Today interview “When I Could No Longer Bear the Pain of Not Being Catholic.”  Anne interviews the sculptor Caroline Coate about her evocative terra cotta bas-relief Stations of the Cross which tell the story of Christ’s passion entirely through depictions of the hands.  Photographs of the Via Crucis are appended below the interview. But first Anne Redmon’s introduction:

I have never entered a Catholic Church that lacked Stations of the Cross lining the walls of its nave and, like many, I follow them during Lent. I certainly did not expect to find anything to do with Christ’s Passion on a sunny summer afternoon in a London flat but God, as they say, is full of surprises.

It was two years ago when a neighbor asked my husband and me to lunch; her daughter Caroline was visiting from Rome where she then lived. The conversation turned to art, and our hostess, a painter herself, urged Caroline to tell us about an exhibition of her work that had been held in Saint Sylvia’s Chapel near the ancient Monastery of St Gregory the Great in Rome. Caroline duly fetched the catalog and there it was: the whole Via Crucis in 14 terracotta bas-reliefs consisting only of hands.  From Pilate’s washing of his to Christ’s shrunken by death, the entire heart-breaking story unfolded, told in gestures alone.

It is strange to me how quickly I recognized which Station the hands represented. My husband, a non-Catholic unfamiliar with the Via Crucis, sat bolt upright like me. The images took us both directly there, from a London flat straight to Calvary.

The memory still gives me the shivers. It is odd to think that so abstract a concept should have this effect but just as treading the famous labyrinth marked out on the floor of Chartres Cathedral recreates a pilgrimage to Jerusalem, the Way of the Cross is a journey into the dark horror of Christ’s suffering that became our redemption. Only a contemplative artist could have felt her way into that and could have created so lasting an impression.

Two years later, I finally tracked Caroline down when she returned to London to live and I have asked her to tell us the story of the bas-reliefs.

Anne Redmon: When did you get the idea to represent the Via Crucis in this original way?

Caroline Coate:  I grew up in a practicing Catholic family where Sunday Mass was the anchor of our week, God always present in our lives – in the Tabernacle and in the Gospels, which I loved.

One summer, I was relaxing in the garden of our family cottage in the South of France when, out of the blue, the idea of doing the Stations came to me. They would show only the hands of Jesus, Mary, Simon of Cyrene, and the others, created out of clay to make terracotta bas-reliefs. I roughed out some ideas on the back of an envelope and realized I couldn’t remember their order.

Very excited, I told my mother about my idea. An artist too, her reaction was down-to-earth: hands are one of the hardest things to draw, she pointed out, and I had never worked in clay.

I might have dropped the project then and there but I felt impelled to do this Via Crucis – I truly believe it was inspired by the Holy Spirit. So, that September, back in Rome, I asked a sculptor-friend to teach me the techniques necessary for carrying out the terracotta bas-reliefs. It was the start of a long journey.

Anne Redmon: So you started from scratch! Tell us about what must have been an arduous process.

Caroline Coate: The creation of the Stations was intense and protracted. I was teaching full-time and could work on them only a few hours a week.

I started by working out the poses for the hands, deciding which hands to use: for example, in Station X Jesus is stripped of his garments I chose the soldier’s rough, brutal hand with its broken nails throwing down the dice. For Station XI Jesus is nailed to the Cross, I had to decide whether to adopt the traditional placing of the nail, in the center of Jesus’s palm, or the more historically-correct position of the nail through the wrist. I also decided to make the hands life-size to heighten their presence to the beholder.

These choices were vital to tell the story of the Lord’s Passion, condensing a lot but still recognizable in context.

I made many preliminary studies, making drawings and taking photographs of anybody I could get to model (including a priest!). At last, I started modeling the wet dark-grey clay, adding and scraping away, working out how to convey different textures: skin, wood-grain, gritty earth, cloth, and so on. Then, after weeks of work, I took the first heavy bas-relief to be fired. The moment it was unwrapped was heart-stopping for me.  Out of fourteen, two were cracked but I decided to keep them and mend them; their imperfections are a reminder of ours.

Finally, there was a process of adding color to unify the different batches of clay. After firing each had varying tones of terracotta, so I used colored waxes, giving each Station a satiny patina. I chose clay, that humble material used by God to create man. The Passion is Jesus, the Man-God, suffering and dying on the Cross for our salvation. I then chose wood – a reminder of the Cross – for the backing of each Station.  The metal brackets that hold the terracotta bas-relief to the wooden board are inspired by the nails.

Anne Redmon: Is there anything in your life or artistic experience that helped you to realize your extraordinary idea?

Caroline Coate: I have always found hands expressive and, in sign language, actually speaking. In fact, my Art School thesis was on the mime Marcel Marceau. By focusing on the hands involved in the story of the Passion, the beholder is drawn in to recreate the scene through imagination (unfettered by traditional imagery), empathy, and meditation.

Like an icon, each Station creates a space, for stillness, contemplation, and prayer.

There are many similarities: both are “written”, the icon with paintbrushes, the clay with sculpting tools. They both use natural materials: wood, organic glue, linen, egg, earth and mineral pigments for icons; clay, water, and fire, for the other. Both have a tactile end-product. In the first, a long tradition of showing devotion and reverence by kissing the icon; in the second, a desire to touch the bas-reliefs with their enticing patina.

Anne Redmon: What does being a Catholic artist mean to you?

Caroline Coate: My faith is central to how I see the world around me: people, events, nature, and artifacts fill me full of wonder and gratitude. I find beauty in unexpected places and seek God in the everyday. I love sharing my joy in the colors, shapes, lines that surround us and I hope that my work may help others to stop, look and contemplate – to have a moment of stillness in their busy, stressful lives.

My greatest influence is Matisse whose pen and ink drawings of fruit and flowers – his wonderful colors – I discovered at the age of 13, when my parents took me to his museum in Nice.

I love this quotation of his: “Je vais en ce moment, tous les matins, faire ma prière, le crayon à la main… pénétré d’admiration pour l’œuvre divine. N’est-ce pas une façon de prier? … (au fond je ne fais rien moi-même car c’est Dieu qui conduit ma main)”.(Translation: ‘At the moment, I go out [into the garden] to pray every morning, pencil in hand… imbued with admiration for the divine masterpiece. Is that not a way to pray? … In the end, I myself do nothing as it is God who guides my hand.’) CC

About Caroline Coate

Caroline Coate, educated in Brussels and in London, is an alumna of both Chelsea College of Art and Wimbledon College of Art famous for theatre design. She worked and lived in Rome for many years. Her father Randoll Coate, a war hero and British diplomat, became the celebrated designer of labyrinths and mazes for stately homes, Longleat among them. He died in 2005. Caroline’s mother is the painter Pamela Dugdale Moore. The Coates, a devout Catholic family with Scottish roots, have lived extensively abroad, especially in France, but are now based in London. 

A second handmade casting of the Stations, acquired by St Joseph’s Catholic Church in Oakham, Rutland, grace its walls. As a sculpture, six such castings may be made from the original, each series numbered.  .Readers who wish to learn more or to commission a copy of her work may write her at carolinecoate@yahoo.com

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