The artist’s wife Gertrude sitting in the kitchen of their Silvermine home.
Pencil sketch, dated March 10, 1926.
1926 was a momentous year for Carl Schmitt and his family.
The years since his marriage had been taken up in a seemingly endless series of exhibitions in Silvermine, New York, and at the major shows across the country. The artist’s star seemed to be rising. “It is not reasonable to suppose that a man can show the amazing endurance that Carl Schmitt has in persevering in his desire to paint and to achieve the profound without some day being ‘discovered,’” a critic wrote in 1923. Despite his hard work and the recognition of a few select critics, Schmitt had yet to be “discovered.”
The artist’s son Robert in front of the house at Silvermine, c. 1926
Yet it seems the artist was content to labor in obscurity in the “solitudes of Silvermine,” “a colony of artists who love their work and want to get away from the stress and confusion of modern life. Mr. Schmidt [sic] lives in a house with his family and has his studio in another part of the wood where it has almost a medieval atmosphere, filled as it is with remarkable paintings that come from his brush.” With his growing family—his wife had given birth to six sons by the time Schmitt sketched her sitting in the kitchen in March 1926—his thoughts turned to their education and upbringing. More and more he was becoming dissatisfied with what life in America would mean for him and his family.
The Catholic activist Peter Maurin, a co-founder with Dorothy Day of the Catholic Worker Movement, gives us some insight into Schmitt’s thinking at this time. “Carl Schmitt the artist does not want his ten children to be super salesmen, he wants them to be cultured peasants,” Maurin wrote in his characteristically proverbial prose in the early 1930s. “Carl Schmitt the artist is far from thinking that all America needs is a good five-cent cigar, as Vice President Marshall was in the habit of saying. Carl Schmitt the artist thinks that America needs to be revitalized with healthy peasant blood from those parts of Europe where the rugged individualism of bourgeois commercialism has not yet penetrated.”
Église Sainte-Pierre, Chartres, pastel on paper, dated August 9, 1926.
One of a group of 16 pastels done by Schmitt during his stay in Chartres 1926-27, and shown at the prestigious Macbeth Gallery in New York in March, 1927.
In June, Schmitt decided to act on his convictions. On the invitation of his longtime patron Zell Hart Deming, he traveled to Europe to explore where he might settle with his family. He visited Dalmatia and Paris but decided on Chartres, France, bringing his wife and family over in September. His brother Robert handled his affairs at home, sending his latest painting, “A Gift of Fruit,” to the Carnegie International exhibition in October. As before, the critics were impressed, one foreseeing “a future in which he will be regarded as the logical heir of the great Americans such as Homer and Eakins.” And once again he was singled out as an artist “who commands admiration from his colleagues but is yet undiscovered by art patrons at large.”
A Gift of Fruit, oil on canvas, 1926.
Although the family’s foray to Europe was short-lived (he returned to Silvermine with his family in the spring of 1927), its effects would be long-lasting. According to Schmitt’s son Jacob, “From this experience he seemed to have developed a firmer grasp of the significance of the grace of place, remarking that Northern Europe seemed to bring ‘domestication and affection’ to the fine arts.” Indeed, one can see a certain domestication Schmitt’s own practice of painting, the art he called “characteristically domestic.” And more and more his unsold paintings hung “above where children played or where a family sat at a meal,” as his friend Padraic Colum put it. “In these surroundings they had seemed natural and right—they had enshrined the reality that was around.”
Three Children with Toys, oil on canvas, c. 1926, 30 x 36 in.
Another domestic scene drawn from the same spot as the pencil sketch of Gertrude above.
More on the Schmitt family’s stay in Chartres can be found in the Winter 2012 issue of the CSF News.