THE PHILOSOPHY OF FURNITURE
Edgar
Allan Poe
POE, Edgar Allan. “The philosophy of
furniture” [1840]. In: Levine, Stuart ;
Levine, Susan (Ed.) The short fiction of
Edgar Allan Poe.
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In the internal
decoration, if not in the external architecture of their residences, the
English are supreme. The Italians have but little sentiment beyond marbles and
colours. In France, "meliora probant, deteriora "sequuntur — the
people are too much a race of gadabouts to maintain those household proprieties
of which, indeed, they have a delicate appreciation, or at least the elements
of a proper sense. The Chinese and most of the eastern races have a warm but
inappropriate fancy. The Scotch are "poor "decorists. The Dutch have,
perhaps, an indeterminate idea that a curtain is not a cabbage. In
How this happens, it is
not difficult to see. We have no aristocracy of blood, and having therefore as
a natural, and indeed as an inevitable thing, fashioned for ourselves an
aristocracy of dollars, the "display of wealth "has here to take the
place and perform the office of the heraldic display in monarchical countries.
By a transition readily understood, and which might have been as readily
foreseen, we have been brought to merge in simple "show "our notions
of taste itself .
To speak less
abstractly. In England, for example, no mere parade of costly appurtenances
would be so likely as with us, to create an impression of the beautiful in
respect to the appurtenances themselves — or of taste as regards the
proprietor: — this for the reason, first, that wealth is not, in England, the
loftiest object of ambition as constituting a nobility; and secondly, that there,
the true nobility of blood, confining itself within the strict limits of
legitimate taste, rather avoids than affects that mere costliness in which a
"parvenu "rivalry may at any time be successfully attempted.
The people "will
"imitate the nobles, and the result is a thorough diffusion of the proper
feeling. But in
There could be nothing
more directly offensive to the eye of an artist than the interior of what is
termed in the
A want of keeping is
observable sometimes in the character of the several pieces of furniture, but
generally in their colours or modes of adaptation to use "Very "often
the eye is offended by their inartistic arrangement. Straight lines are too
prevalent — too uninterruptedly continued — or clumsily interrupted at right
angles. If curved lines occur, they are repeated into unpleasant uniformity. By
undue precision, the appearance of many a fine apartment is utterly spoiled.
Curtains are rarely well
disposed, or well chosen in respect to other decorations. With formal furniture,
curtains are out of place; and an extensive volume of drapery of any kind is,
under any circumstance, irreconcilable with good taste — the proper quantum, as
well as the proper adjustment, depending upon the character of the general
effect.
Carpets are better
understood of late than of ancient days, but we still very frequently err in
their patterns and colours. The soul of the apartment is the carpet. From it
are deduced not only the hues but the forms of all objects incumbent. A judge
at common law may be an ordinary man; a good judge of a carpet "must be
"a genius. Yet we have heard discoursing of carpets, with the air
""d'un mouton qui reve," "fellows who should not and who
could not be entrusted with the management of their own "moustaches.
"Every one knows that a large floor "may "have a covering of
large figures, and that a small one must have a covering of small — yet this is
not all the knowledge in the world. As regards texture, the
" Glare is "a
leading error in the philosophy of American household decoration — an error
easily recognised as deduced from the perversion of taste just specified., We
are violently enamoured of gas and of glass. The former is totally inadmissible
within doors. Its harsh and unsteady light offends. No one having both brains
and eyes will use it. A mild, or what artists term a cool light, with its
consequent warm shadows, will do wonders for even an ill-furnished apartment.
Never was a more lovely thought than that of the astral lamp. We mean, of
course, the astral lamp proper — the lamp of Argand, with its original plain
ground-glass shade, and its tempered and uniform moonlight rays. The cut-glass
shade is a weak invention of the enemy. The eagerness with which we have
adopted it, partly on account of its "flashiness, "but principally on
account of its "greater rest, is "a good commentary on the
proposition with which we began. It is not too much to say, that the deliberate
employer of a cut-glass shade, is either radically deficient in taste, or
blindly subservient to the caprices of fashion. The light proceeding from one
of these gaudy abominations is unequal broken, and painful. It alone is sufficient
to mar a world of good effect in the furniture subjected to its influence.
Female loveliness, in especial, is more than one-half disenchanted beneath its
evil eye.
In the matter of glass, generally,
we proceed upon false principles. Its leading feature is "glitter —
"and in that one word how much of all that is detestable do we express !
Flickering, unquiet lights, are "sometimes "pleasing — to children
and idiots always so — but in the embellishment of a room they should be
scrupulously avoided. In truth, even strong "steady "lights are
inadmissible. The huge and unmeaning glass chandeliers, prism-cut, gas-lighted,
and without shade, which dangle in our most fashionable drawing-rooms, may be
cited as the quintessence of all that is false in taste or preposterous in
folly.
The rage for
"glitter—"because its idea has become as we before observed,
confounded with that of magnificence in the abstract—has led us, also, to the
exaggerated employment of mirrors. We line our dwellings with great British
plates, and then imagine we have done a fine thing. Now the slightest thought
will be sufficient to convince any one who has an eye at all, of the ill effect
of numerous looking-glasses, and especially of large ones. Regarded apart from
its reflection, the mirror presents a continuous, flat, colourless, unrelieved
surface, — a thing always and obviously unpleasant. Considered as a reflector,
it is potent in producing a monstrous and odious uniformity: and the evil is
here aggravated, not in merely direct proportion with the augmentation of its
sources, but in a ratio constantly increasing. In fact, a room with four or
five mirrors arranged at random, is, for all purposes of artistic show, a room
of no shape at all. If we add to this evil, the attendant glitter upon glitter,
we have a perfect farrago of discordant and displeasing effects. The veriest
bumpkin, on entering an apartment so bedizzened, would be instantly aware of
something wrong, although he might be altogether unable to assign a cause for
his dissatisfaction. But let the same person be led into a room tastefully
furnished, and he would be startled into an exclamation of pleasure and
surprise.
It is an evil growing
out of our republican institutions, that here a man of large purse has usually
a very little soul which he keeps in it. The corruption of taste is a portion
or a pendant of the dollar-manufac sure. As we grow rich, our ideas grow rusty.
It is, therefore, not among "our "aristocracy that we must look (if
at all, in Appallachia), for the spirituality of a British "boudoir.
"But we have seen apartments in the tenure of Americans of moderns
[possibly "modest" or "moderate"] means, which, in negative
merit at least, might vie with any of the "or-molu'd "cabinets of our
friends across the water. Even "now", there is present to our mind's
eye a small and not, ostentatious chamber with whose decorations no fault can
be found. The proprietor lies asleep on a sofa — the weather is cool — the time
is near midnight: arc will make a sketch of the room during his slumber.
It is oblong — some
thirty feet in length and twenty-five in breadth — a shape affording the
best(ordinary) opportunities for the adjustment of furniture. It has but one
door — by no means a wide one — which is at one end of the parallelogram, and
but two windows, which are at the other. These latter are large, reaching down
to the floor — have deep recesses — and open on an Italian "veranda.
"Their panes are of a crimson-tinted glass, set in rose-wood framings,
more massive than usual. They are curtained within the recess, by a thick
silver tissue adapted to the shape of the window, and hanging loosely in small
volumes. Without the recess are curtains of an exceedingly rich crimson silk,
fringed with a deep network of gold, and lined with silver tissue, which is the
material of the exterior blind. There are no cornices; but the folds of the
whole fabric (which are sharp rather than massive, and have an airy
appearance), issue from beneath a broad entablature of rich giltwork, which
encircles the room at the junction of the ceiling and walls. The drapery is
thrown open also, or closed, by means of a thick rope of gold loosely
enveloping it, and resolving itself readily into a knot; no pins or other such
devices are apparent. The colours of the curtains and their fringe — the tints
of crimson and gold — appear everywhere in profusion, and determine the
"character "of the room. The carpet — of Saxony material — is quite half
an inch thick, and is of the same crimson ground, relieved simply by the
appearance of a gold cord (like that festooning the curtains) slightly relieved
above the surface of the "ground, "and thrown upon it in such a
manner as to form a succession of short irregular curves — one occasionally
overlaying the other. The walls are prepared with a glossy paper of a silver
gray tint, spotted with small Arabesque devices of a fainter hue of the
prevalent crimson. Many paintings relieve the expanse of paper. These are chiefly
landscapes of an imaginative cast—such as the fairy grottoes of Stanfield, or
the lake of the Dismal Swamp of Chapman. There are, nevertheless, three or four
female heads, of an ethereal beauty—portraits in the manner of Sully. The tone
of each picture is warm, but dark. There are no "brilliant effects."
"Repose "speaks in all. Not one is of small size. Diminutive
paintings give that "spotty "look to a room, which is the blemish of
so many a fine work of Art overtouched. The frames are broad but not deep, and
richly carved, without being "dulled "or filagreed. They have the
whole lustre of burnished gold. They lie flat on the walls, and do not hang off
with cords. The designs themselves are often seen to better advantage in this
latter position, but the general appearance of the chamber is injured. But one
mirror — and this not a very large one — is visible. In shape it is nearly
circular — and it is hung so that a reflection of the person can be obtained
from it in none of the ordinary sitting-places of the room. Two large low sofas
of rosewood and crimson silk, gold-flowered, form the only seats, with the
exception of two light conversation chairs, also of rose-wood. There is a
pianoforte (rose-wood, also), without cover, and thrown open. An octagonal table,
formed altogether of the richest gold-threaded marble, is placed near one of
the sofas. This is also without cover — the drapery of the curtains has been
thought sufficient.. Four large and gorgeous Sevres vases, in which bloom a
profusion of sweet and vivid flowers, occupy the slightly rounded angles of the
room. A tall candelabrum, bearing a small antique lamp with highly perfumed
oil, is standing near the head of my sleeping friend. Some light and graceful
hanging shelves, with golden edges and crimson silk cords with gold tassels,
sustain two or three hundred magnificently bound books. Beyond these things,
there is no furniture, if we except an Argand lamp, with a plain crimson-tinted
ground glass shade, which depends from He lofty vaulted ceiling by a single
slender gold chain, and throws a tranquil but magical radiance over all.