Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Lilly Project (Blog 13), Clifford Odets' Death Mask



Lilly Archive Project
Justin, Ming, Derek, Natalie

Introduction

We went to the Lilly Library and looked at items from three collections: the puzzle collection, Clifford Odets, and Edgar Allan Poe. In flipping through the papers describing the Odets collection, the words “Death Mask” jumped out at us: just those two words on a single line, no other description or explanation. Naturally we were drawn to this intriguing entry. And when the librarian asked us if we wanted to see it, we all said “yes, please.” We asked, thinking it might be some kind of wooden mask used in a foreign country. Instead, we had found a plaster death mask of the deceased Clifford Odets himself (see Figure 1), which was made at his death in 1963 (he died August 14, of cancer, at age 57). Clifford Odets was famous for plays such as Waiting for Lefty (1935) and the screenplay of Sweet Smell of Success (1957). This post has been written in parts connected only loosely together.

Death Mask of Clifford Odets (1957); Photograph by Derek DiMatteo.
Figure 1. Death Mask of Clifford Odets (1957)
Photograph by Derek DiMatteo.
  
Justin’s thoughts

‘Death Mask’ – these are two words one does not often associate with the archival remains of a little-known playwright housed in a Midwestern university library. Yet they appear, unaccompanied by additional text, in the “Guide to the Clifford Odets Papers in the Lilly Library.” Seeing the words ‘death mask’ immediately conjures visions of ritual performance masks purchased during global travels or perhaps images of spooky disguises used for costuming in a non-realistic play. Thus, it is rather a surprise when a Lilly librarian brings to you a cardboard box graffitied with magic marker that holds voluminous bubble wrap enveloping a stark white plaster cast of a deceased man’s face. As soon as the bright visage is pulled from its cardboard home, romantic visions quickly vanish and one realizes that the term ‘death mask’ refers, quite literally, to a plaster reproduction of a person’s face made shortly after death and just prior to interment. The experience is best described as ‘creepy’ and invites a host of questions in regards to the mask’s creation as well as queries concerning its inclusion in the university archive. 

A death mask is an oddly difficult archival object in which to ‘dance’ academically, especially in the absence of any accompanying data concerning its creation or previous homes. It is solely evidence of the living, breathing corpus that is no longer present to interact or to perform. The death mask functions much like film or photography works for performance: it serves as evidence for what was once present, but is now lost forever – that which can only be faultily re-membered through memory, description, and visual representations. As Peggy Phelan notes, “Without a copy, live performance plunges into visibility –in a maniacally charged present – and disappears into memory, into the realm of invisibility and the unconscious where it eludes regulation and control”(Phelan 148). The human body mirrors performance, as neither remain present ad infinitum, but both are lost to a perpetual present from which they necessarily disappear. 

The death mask is a reminder of the body that once was extant, but how adequately does it ‘ghost’ the person it represents? Andrew Sofer reminds us that “spectators bring associations from previous productions with them to the theater, and that these ‘ghosts’ color their experience of the current performance” (63). ‘Ghosts’ in real, lived experience work in the same way: associations from prior experience are conjured, creating a specter of what preceded. But what prior experience is recalled when an unwitting student stumbles across the ‘death mask’ of Clifford Odets in a search of the Lilly Library? The mask is a representation of a largely unknown man who once lived, but does it provide information beyond the fact that he indeed lived? A ‘ghost’ depends on memory. It is not only important how accurate or faulty a memory may be (as evidenced in Phelan’s discussion of Sophie Calle’s installations), but also that a memory exists. Without memory is there anything to ‘ghost’? If a ghost appears, but there is no memory, is the imagination just playing tricks? Thus, how problematic is imagination?

Ming’s thoughts

So, Odets's death mask.  A plaster mask taken after the mortician spruced Odets up and before he was interred...well, in our language, after death, “he” becomes “his body”, “the body”, or “the corpse”--so, before his body was interred?  Which distinction brings me to one of the themes I've visited before when I discussed literary translation and performance studies: the two disciplines have in common a tendency to use violent metaphors to describe rendering. With his death mask, Odets is rendered here, but how many layers are there to the palimpsest? The man, who after death is no longer, in English, “the man” but “the man’s body”. The body, the mask, the mortician, the loved one who presumably asked that the mask be made. Then outward: every box it's been in, the journey it traveled to the Lilly, everyone who has seen it, which now includes me. To know that this very plaster lay on a dead man's face, to look upon the shape his mourners must have looked upon if he had an open casket...that his face looks calm does little to calm my own nerves. Why was I getting the willies? The mask was made in 1963; not too long ago. But because the process is not a culturally familiar one to me, I felt odd seeing this man's death mask. Mask-layer notwithstanding, there seemed to be a layer missing, a layer of rendering that might have made it acceptable: oil on canvas, rendering his likeness; a needle on a record, rendering his voice. In the absence of as much rendering as I found normative, not enough of it had the effect of inserting sacrilegious me into a sacred space: I felt as I looked at the mask the way I might feel stumbling into a church where someone who thinks herself alone is praying audibly.  And yet, it was something made to be seen, to record how he looked—and look I did, with the willies and also a sense of fascination. Harris brings up the concept of “fetish” early in “Palimpsested Time”, touching on Marx's thought that fetishism is “guilty of 'magical' thought, insofar as it allegedly anthropomorphizes inert objects by lending agency to them” (6). If this "magicking" of objects is a crime, most of the authors we've read recently have committed it. Agency is lent to inanimate objects up the wazoo in our recent readings, not least the ones touching on photography.  I see every photo as a ("polychronic"?) palimpsest with infinite layers, among which linger the time it is taken, and every time it is seen, every person who sees it and touches it, and underneath it all the person who took it and the subject it objectified. Then there are Geertz's “thick descriptions” of the objects involved, the discursive, cultural, and historical lives to which the subject in the photo and the subject of the photo each belong. It goes on and on. Accordingly, our readings of late have nodded again and again to the stories we tell ourselves and each other about heretofore inanimate objects, and the codes of repression and exhibition enforced and reified by our “dance with things”, by our decision to see (or, Wexler would remind us, not see) them as active agents. Harris contends on page 16 that matter need not be “animate” to be necessary to the temporality of supercession or to that of explosion, perhaps suggesting that matter therefore is an undeniable agent in whatever reality there is to a construct of time.  I wonder, was Odets's mask made in order to negate time?  Negate time the way Debord's spectacle is “a negation of life which has invented a visual form for itself”? Why are all these theorists proclaiming that an inert thing can have a suppressive (or, for that matter, an animating) effect on abstractions?  How can an object negate time or life; how can an object invent?  These theorists are looking at a thing and endowing it with agency in the (admit it) fictive textual world they create, the way Brecht endows epic theater with agency when he says it “admits it is a demonstration” or the way Blank and Jensen do the same when they refer to what a play “asks of us”. What does Odets's death mask ask of us? I'm still not sure, but Harris might agree that whatever its scriptive function the mask is a palimpsest in that it is undeniably a “collation of diverse inscriptions that accrue over time”: perhaps inscribed by the man's face, the mortician, even viewers who knew him and the viewers who, like me, experience the visage as an archival item and not a reminder (17).  Harris might also agree that, as a palimpsest, the mask is a “complex, polychronic assemblage of material agents”: plaster, mortician, face, corpse, viewers, graffitied cardboard box.

Derek’s thoughts

Polychronic assemblage, indeed. The Odets Death Mask “both is a material presence and it encodes other material and immaterial presences” (Stallybrass, qtd in Harris, 9). Its material presence is quite literally that of a plaster mask created in 1957. The other material presence it encodes is the physical features of Clifford Odets’ face at the time of his death. The primary immaterial presence (at least for those who knew Odets) is perhaps akin to what Sofer calls the “felt absence” (67), i.e. the memory of a living, corporeal, walking/talking Clifford Odets. As Harris notes, “these other presences are…the memorial marks of the past”, and are emphatically not of the present, and thus the mask is “out of time with itself” or “untimely” (10), inhabiting the present moment but also “alien to and out of step with it” (11). Because of these other presences, because of its untimeliness, the plaster mask connotes “the persistence of the past in the present” (11). The mask does so by encoding the corporeal past, allowing it to persist into the present: Clifford Odets’ facial features have been written into the plaster, an act of supersession. But at the same time the mask resists “absorption into a homogenous present” (11). After all, we are gathered here in the Lilly Library, without having known Odets or having any memory of him. As scriptive objects, masks invite the viewer to put them on, but this perversely scriptive impulse is resisted when we know this is a death mask. Instead, the mask takes on a spiritual or sacred scriptiveness that invites viewers to activate their memories of Clifford Odets. But we who never knew Odets cannot conjure a memory of him as we look at the mask. So for those who see the mask without any memory of Odets, other immaterial presences are encoded: one of imagination (spectator is invited to imagine a living Odets) and one of ghosting (spectator is reminded of other deaths, of the faces of loved ones seen at wakes/funerals past). This explosion of memory and imagination shatters the integrity of the plaster mask as memory “punctures the illusion” of the mask’s material “wholeness or finality” (16). In this way, the juxtaposition of the highly detailed—indeed, the life-like—mask with the irruption of imagination and/or memory of the “dust of the past” allows the material and immaterial presences to “converse” in the “temporality of conjunction” (16). The mask is of 1957, but our gaze works on the plaster text to read the features and bring it to life. 

Natalie’s thoughts

It would seem that this death mask is an excellent example of Phelan’s key claim about performance, that it only becomes itself through disappearance: the mask performs the memory and the absent body of Odets, as others have mentioned, only in the wake of his death, in the disappearance of the life that animates the face captured here. I think the disturbed and unsettled feeling that others have described as accompanying seeing such a thing has very much to do with Phelan’s claim and Ming’s sense that there was a “layer missing.” What the death mask seems to promise is exactly what it cannot give, contact with the material body. The “needle” of a recording of his voice or the “oil” in a painting of him would give concrete elements for us to hold on and attach ourselves to in the representation of this man—we’d know we were only getting a representation, but having other materialities would provide other points of contact. But the death mask DID made contact with the face—it actually touched it, yet it can never allow us that same experience, or even a more mediated form of it like a painting or recording could. I think that it is not simply the loss of the body here, then, but the endlessly impossible desire to do just what the mask would seem to be doing—making contact with the material body—that is being performed by this object. I think it also promises to surrender the substance of death to us but can’t give that over either—not just his death, but any death, the concrete experience of death in general. In doing so it makes us witnesses to a performance that we can never actually see.

If this object is indeed performing, then it matters in what context it takes place. Justin has already pointed out how some responses that might be called forth by the mask can’t be elicited if the viewer doesn’t have certain information. Certainly, the functions death masks used to serve—as physical remainders of the deceased in the absence of photography or genetic profiles to be archived not just by the family but also by the state, and as guides to painting portraits of the deceased—are either outdated or unlikely to be called upon now. I think it’s fair to say that if you don’t know who this person is, then if this mask is prominently displayed in a museum, library, or university building—which is apparently where many of these masks end up—another aspect of its “scriptedness” might concern generating an impulse to create and consult an archive about them. If the mask is just displayed in the glass case of a university library with the person’s name and date of birth and death, it suggests their importance to a certain “we” that the viewer is excluded from without knowing the referent. This might seem obvious, but I think it’s important to consider the ways in which this might be displayed now, and how the contours of the performance would change in other contexts.

Clifford Odets, book photo and death mask; Photographed by Derek DiMatteo.
Figure 2. Clifford Odets, book photo and death mask
Photographed by Derek DiMatteo.


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