Martha and Mary
Martha and Mary
In Brief
As Bloom thinks in Lotus Eaters of the Martha whose
letter he has just read and the Mary who has lost the pin of
her drawers, a favorite scene of 16th and 17th century
painters comes to mind: "Martha, Mary. I saw that picture
somewhere I forget now old master or faked for money. He is
sitting in their house, talking. Mysterious." The "he" is
Christ, and the biblical story has interesting connections to
Bloom's situation. It is uncertain which painting he may have
seen. One by Rubens hangs in Dublin's National Gallery on
Merrion Square, but nothing in it corresponds to Bloom's
thoughts. A canvas by Jan Vermeer seems a more likely
candidate.
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In Luke 10:38-42 Jesus rests from his travels at a house
where two sisters are living: "Now it came to pass, as they
went, that he entered into a certain village: and a certain
woman named Martha received him into her house. And she had a
sister called Mary, which also sat at Jesus' feet, and heard
his word. But Martha was cumbered about much serving, and came
to him, and said, Lord, dost thou not care that my sister hath
left me to serve alone? bid her therefore that she help me.
And Jesus answered and said unto her, Martha, Martha, thou art
careful and troubled about many things: But one thing is
needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not
be taken away from her."
The story is usually read as a parable about the competing
claims of action and contemplation embodied in the two women:
performing good works as Martha does is commendable, but it is
even more important to attend to the wisdom that can be
learned from the incarnate son of God. Bloom, however, does
not identify with either sister. A wandering Jew, he projects
himself into the Jew who is tired of traveling and
appreciative of a chance to unburden himself: "Nice kind of
evening feeling. No more wandering about. Just loll there:
quiet dusk: let everything rip. Forget. Tell about places
you have been, strange customs. The other one, jar on her
head, was getting the supper: fruit, olives, lovely cool
water out of a well, stonecold . . . She listens with big
dark soft eyes. Tell her: more and more: all. Then a sigh:
silence. Long long long rest."
This passage reads like a continuation of Bloom's revery
about walking around an exotic mideastern city in Calypso.
There, he imagined setting out "at dawn," wandering about "all
day" until the arrival of "sundown" and "Evening," and finally
contemplating the "Night sky." In the next chapter he imagines
himself at the end of a long journey, tired and eager simply
to talk about the "strange customs" he has seen. In this
reflective sequel he indulges some of the contradictory
impulses that appear elsewhere in Lotus Eaters as he
is assailed by thoughts of Molly's infidelity: to "Forget,"
and to "Tell all." The latter impulse, more pronounced
here, seems essentially confessional, and the "long rest"
for which he yearns allies him with the relief-seeking
Catholics whose visits to their priests he imagines later in
the chapter.
Mary, sitting at the master's feet and listening "with big
dark soft eyes," performs the role of the secular
confessor who can hear all and absolve. She probably suggests
to Bloom a Martha Clifford who could listen to his marital
troubles sympathetically and, if not cure them, at least offer
a palliative. Having just read the letter in which Martha
asks, "Are you not happy in your home you poor little naughty
boy? I do wish I could do something for you," the biblical
scene gives Bloom a way to imaginatively fulfill that wish,
alleviating the anxiety that afflicts him throughout this
chapter. Luke's division of roles does not fully cooperate
with the fantasy—it would be better if Martha had sat at
Jesus' feet—but Bloom does not think about this. What is
important is that there is a Martha in the scene, and also a
Mary, since Molly's given name is Marion.
Many, many painters of the "old master" era depicted
the scene in the sisters' house. They include Giorgio Vasari
(1540), Pieter Aertsen (1553), Jacopo Tintoretto (early
1570s), Jacopo and Francesco Bassano (ca. 1577), Gregorio
Pagani (late 1500s), the studio of Frans Francken the Younger
(late 1500s or early 1600s), Otto van Veen (late 1500s or
early 1600s), Georg Friedrich Stettner (early 1600s),
Allesandro Allori (1605), Diego Velásquez (ca. 1618), Hendrik
van Steenwyck (1620), Jan Brueghel the Younger and Peter Paul
Rubens (ca. 1628), Jan Miense Molenaer (ca. 1635), Pieter de
Bloot (1637), Matthijs Musson (1640s), Johannes Spilberg
(1643), Hendrik Martenszoon Sorgh (1645), Erasmus Quellinus
(ca. 1645), Erasmus Quellinus and Adriaen van Utrecht (ca.
1650), Jan Steen (1650s), and Jan Vermeer (1654-55). There are
also many sketches by Rembrandt and his school.
The Rubens canvas was bequeathed to Dublin's National Gallery
in 1901, so presumably Bloom might have viewed it there, but
nothing on it corresponds to things that Bloom specifically
imagines, and the fact that he can only remember having seen
the image "somewhere," possibly in a "faked" copy or
reproduction, makes it just as likely that he saw some other
painter's work.
Many of these paintings pay exquisitely detailed attention to
the food being prepared in Martha's kitchen, with still-life
depictions of breads, fruits, whole fishes, sides of venison,
hams, assorted fowls, eggs, root vegetables, garlics, peppers,
and the like, but I have not seen any with the simple spread
of Bloom's mental image: "fruit, olives, lovely cool water
out of a well." Nor have I seen one featuring a Martha
with a "jar on her head," though the Allori canvas
shows water being drawn out of a well, poured into a large
jug, and brought to Jesus in elegant glassware. Bloom may very
well be improvising. But as his mideastern revery in Calypso
was inspired by In the
Track of the Sun, it seems reasonable to
hunt for a specific pictorial source for its sequel in Lotus
Eaters.
It is tempting to suppose that he might have seen a copy of
the magnificent canvas by Vermeer, a very early effort by that
artist and his sole religious work. Vermeer offers only a
hastily sketched basket of bread in lieu of the loaded tables
of some rival paintings, but he beautifully captures the drama
of the three-person situation, especially the absorbing
discussion between Jesus and Mary. The Christs in most
versions of this scene are remarkably uninteresting, but
Vermeer's is supremely captivating. He looks very much like a
man in need of a "long rest." He projects the quality
that has stuck with Bloom: "Mysterious." And he
perfectly fits the picture that Bloom later conjures up in Aeolus:
"Our Saviour: beardframed oval face: talking in the dusk.
Mary, Martha." (He repeats here the time of day he had
imagined in Lotus Eaters: "dusk.") A philanthrophic
capitalist donated this canvas to the National Gallery of
Edinburgh in the late 1920s—it was privately held before
that—but perhaps Joyce could have seen a reproduction
somewhere.
Martha and Mary appear again in the story of Jesus'
resurrection of Lazarus recounted in John 11:1-44. They are
Lazarus' sisters, and John mentions that the three siblings
live in a town called Bethany. Joyce was certainly aware of
this second story: his long list of saints in Cyclops
includes "S. Martha of Bethany" (Martha is venerated as
a saint in the Catholic church). In "Signs on a White Field,"
published in James Joyce: The Centennial Symposium,
ed. Morris Beja et al. (U of Illinois P, 1986): 209-19, Hugh
Kenner detects structural echoes of Martha, Mary, and their
dead brother in "The Sisters," the first story of Dubliners.
Gifford picks up one additional thread from the sentences in
Lotus Eaters, noting that "Medieval and Renaissance
tradition confused Mary, Lazarus' sister, with Mary Magdalene,
the prostitute whom Jesus cures of evil spirits; hence Bloom's
thought, 'the two sluts in the Coombe would listen,' is
appropriate."
Martha and Mary also make brief appearances in Aeolus
and Nausicaa. In Circe they become names for
Bloom's nether extremities: Bello says that "Martha and
Mary will be a little chilly at first in such delicate
thighcasing but the frilly flimsiness of lace round your
bare knees will remind you..." If Bloom's testicles divide
along active and contemplative lines, no mention is made of
it.