Visionary Space, Haunted Landscapes, and Bruno Schulz
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LIKE THE MEMORY OF A DREAM THAT NEVER HAPPENED: VISIONARY SPACE, HAUNTED LANDSCAPES, AND BRUNO SCHULZ by Lauren Benjamin A thesis submitted to Sonoma State University in partial fulfillment of the requirements for the degree of MASTERS OF ARTS m English Dr. Thaine Steams, Chair Dr. Anne Goldman Date Copyright 2013 By Lauren Benjamin 11 Authorization for Reproduction of Master's Thesis (or Project) I grant permission for the print or digital reproduction of this thesis in its entirety, without further authorization from me, on the condition that the person or agency requesting reproduction absorb the cost and provide proper acknowledgment of authorship. Stgnahle• .... iii LIKE THE MEMORY OF A DREAM THAT NEVER HAPPENED: VISIONARY SPACE, HAUNTED LANDSCAPES, AND BRUNO SCHULZ Thesis by Lauren Benjamin ABSTRACT This thesis explores visionary experience and mythic landscape in the work of Bruno Schulz. By highlighting Schulz's use of sensory perception, the written word, and evocative landscapes-as well as a semi-autobiographic narrator prone to visionary episodes-I posit that Schulz speaks to the larger question of one's connection to the past and the (in)ability to render the ineffable in verbal form. In Schulz's tales, the historical past, primordial myth, and present each appear in tum. This amalgamation serves to raise the stakes for Schulz's fantastical narratives: In creating an alternative world replete with visionary elements and mythic landscapes, Schulz simultaneously allows for an alternate tract of existence. I argue that these features are fundamental elements of Schulz's work and suggest that such exploration will illuminate not just hidden aspects of Schulz, but will serve also to further our understanding of automythographies of all kinds. Chapter 1, "A Sensory Vision of the Word: Bruno Schulz, Martin Buber, and The Ecstatic Body," synthesizes Martin Buber's theories of the "ecstatic vision" and Michel Serres' philosophy of des corps metes ("mingled bodies") in the context of Schulz's tales of Ksiljga ("The Book"). In this chapter, I argue that Joseph is a visionary seeker, much like medieval visionaries of Buber's collection Ekstatische Konfessionen (Ecstatic Confessions). Chapter 2 utilizes Walter Benjamin's work in Passagen-Werk (translated as The Arcades Project) to discuss Joseph's relation to the mythic landscape in Schulz's story "Sklepy Cynamonowe" ("Cinnamon Shops"). I posit that the landscape facilitates Joseph's visionary experiences and serves as a vessel of the past in the present, or what Benjamin calls the dialectical wish-image. Signature MA Program: English Sonoma State University Date: Acknowledgements There are many people without whom this work would not be what it is. Firstly, many thanks are due to my generous advisors, Thaine Steams and Anne Goldman, who have seen the project from its humble beginnings through many incarnations and somehow never seemed bored. Thanks also to Sonoma State faculty with whom I have discussed this project and who have acted as a support, including Brantley Bryant, Mira-Lisa Katz, Cathy Kroll, Scott Miller, Christine Renaudin, and Suzanne Toczyski. Karen Underhill at the University of Illinois-Chicago, Benjamin Paloff at the University of Michigan, and David Goldfarb at the Polish Cultural Institute in New York have all given me much fodder for my discussions here, both in person and in print; thank you for inculcating me with the wide world of Schulzania. Thank you to all of my Sonoma State colleagues, in particular Emily Hostutler, who helped plot the direction of this thesis (probably without knowing it), and Loriann Negri, who managed to keep me sane. Beetle, Squirrel, Goose, and Bear also participated in managing my sanity. I am grateful to my parents and in-laws for clapping for me through this, even if they weren't particularly sure what they were clapping for. And to Aleta Drummond and the kickstarter community, who helped fund the research that fueled this project. I also owe an immense amount of gratitude to Reh Irwin Keller and Rabbi Ted Feldman. Thank you for your kind talks, your honest words, and your understanding hearts. v For Adam, obviously. VI Table of Contents Chapter Page Introduction: The Secret Stays in A Tangle ........................................................................ 2 I: A Sensory Vision of the Word: Bruno Schulz, Martin Buber, and The Ecstatic Body........................................................ 11 II: Landscaping Memory: Bruno Schulz, Walter Benjamin, and the Dialectical Myth-Image .................................. .33 Epilogue ............................................................................................................................. 5 5 Works Cited ....................................................................................................................... 59 vu Tief ist der Brunnen der Vergangenheit. Sollte man ihn nicht nennen bodenlose? {Deep is the well ofthe past. Should we not call it bottomless?] -Thomas Mann, Die Geschichten Jaakobs (The Tales ofJacob) Introduction: The Secret Stays in a Tangle In 2004, Benjamin Paloff published an article in the Boston Review entitled "Who Owns Bruno Schulz?: Poland Stumbles Over its Jewish Past." The focus of the article is as tricky as its title suggests: in it, Palo ff recounts the 200 I discovery of Polish-Jewish author and artist Bruno Schulz's frescos in modem-day Ukraine and their controversial removal to Jerusalem by Yad Vashem. The debate that erupted over Schulz's "true" homeland pitted Jews against Poles and sparked a controversy over who, exactly, has the right to Schulz's legacy. 1 Y ad V ashem' s actions, which culminated in the destruction of portions of the artwork, suggest that "Poles [and Ukranians] are not worthy stewards of their own Polish-Jewish heritage," while Poles who wish to claim Schulz's art as exclusively Polish run the risk of ignoring his Jewish identity, as well as the forced circumstances of his murals' production (8). Each side is not without its merits, as Paloff rightly notes, but neither are they without their blind spots. Perhaps equally interesting are the comments Paloff' s article received on the Boston Review website in 2011, proving that this heated debate is far from closure many years after the article's original publication. One commenter, offering resounding evidence for Paloff's claim that both sides of the debate cannot disentangle themselves from their individual politics, chastises the author for his misunderstanding of Polish culture, suggesting that he seeks to "blame Poles for the fact that there are few Jews 1 Ultimately, the Ukrainians agreed to gift the murals to Y ad V ashem after the fact; however, this did not stop Ukrainians from repeatedly referring to the murals as "stolen" when I visited Drohobycz in June of 2012. 2 living there [in Poland] today" (8-9). Another claims that "[Schulz's] religion makes no difference." as he was "a Polish citizen, and created his masterpieces in the Polish language, in Poland" (9). Following this, a posting entitled "One of the Loathome [sic] and Unprofessional Examples of Holocaust Research I Have Encountered" expresses extreme dissatisfaction with what the author labels as a "deJewification of Schulz" (9). In a surreal twist of reinterpretation, it seems that for some readers, Paloff's concentration on Polish ties was not enough; for another it is so central as to be offensive. Brian R. Banks, author of the Schulz study Muse & Messiah, comments that ''the only current [Schulz] sought" was art, but that "he chose Polish, and thus his identity" (9). This quick and easy solution to the debate is perhaps a bit too neat: can one really choose an identity in the same way one chooses a brand of toothpaste or college major? Is it simply a matter of what Schulz "chose"? I posit that identity is bound up in things seen and unseen, both chosen and inherited. Schulz's identity is not simply a matter of what Schulz intended or believed; nor is it a case of nationality or religion above all. Rather, each untangling of the threads of Schulz's life and art only reveals more knots. In an artful commentary on modem life, Schulz presents a constant push and pull between the quotidian and the mythic to the degree that the modem world is figured as irrevocably tied to the unconscious past. Born in 1892, Schulz lived in an Eastern European town with constantly shifting borders. At the time of his birth, Drohobycz was a part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire and a seat of newly emerged Hassidic Judaism; by the time of his death in 1942, it had weathered the collapse of the empire, its reintegration into the Second Polish Republic, and ultimately Nazi and Soviet rule. Each of these elements can be explored with relation 3 to Schulz's work, but none can be said to be the center. Schulz's work is a meeting point of many disparate centers; although his stories would bend to almost any critical reading, the larger truth is the confluence of existences and interpretational possibilities. The town of Schulz's narrator Joseph resembles the author's hometown ofDrohobycz as much as Joseph resembles Schulz, but it would be too neat to call these tales a roman a cleftout court. Rather, they play with history, memory, tradition, modernity, and identity in the same perplexing way that Schulz's biography does. Embracing everything, they embrace nothing. In truth, determining the strange interlacing of history, identity, and selfbood is a much more onerous task than Paloff' s commenters on The Boston Review website would suggest Much like art, the task of the critic and reader is not to "answer" the question of the work, so to speak, but to follow one question-which, ideally, only leads to more questions-among many. For his part, Schulz notes that art (and, I would add, art criticism) "does not resolve that secret [of breaking down insights into meaning] completely. The secret stays in a tangle. [Pozostaje on nierozwiklany.]2 The knot the soul got itself tied up in is not a false one that comes undone when you pull the ends.