John Updike. Seek My Face.
Garrett, Daniel
John Updike. Seek My Face. New York. Knopf. 2002. 276 pages. $23.
ISBN 0-375-41490-8
JOHN UPDIKE'S novel Seek My Face is a fiction inspired by the
painters Lee Krasner, Jackson Pollock, Robert Rauschenberg, Andy Warhol,
and others, with Hope Ouderkirk standing in for Krasner, Zack McCoy for
Pollock, and Guy Holloway as a combination of others. The story is told
through an interview format, with a young Internet reporter visiting
Hope's country house near the end of her life. This structuring
allows for a comprehensive telling of twentieth-century American
art's development and the intensity of the complicated lives that
produced it, but it also gives the book a stiff quality, with most of
the drama situated in the past. The novel is, of course, thoughtful,
well researched, and observant, but it only came to life for me in the
intellectual conversations between the artists in New York's Cedar
Tavern; the rude exchanges between abusive Zack and the intelligent,
direct Hope; and the tenderness between Hope and her last of three
husbands, a successful and loving businessman and art collector, at his
deathbed. The exchanges between Hope and the admiring but interrogating
reporter allow comments about the exploitive, scandal-chasing nature of
the press (there were allegations that Zack had been involved in
all-male orgies), brief commiseration between two working women of
different generations over the ways of men, and intriguing moments of
kindness when Hope feeds the reporter and attends to her comfort.
Sometimes, Updike's dialogue is amusing, as when Hope says,
"People speak of natural foods as if nature isn't where
everything bad ultimately comes from," or, after lunch, when Hope
takes issue with one of the reporter's questions by saying,
"Kathryn, the tuna salad has made you so oppositional."
Reading the novel, I was taken aback by crude references to blacks
("long-legged coons loping along A Hundred Twenty-fifth
Street") and homosexuals ("fairies"), odd references to
Jewish characteristics, an unpleasant recounting of fellatio, small
damning nods to jazz and contemporary art, and the many run-on
sentences. (Here is Hope's aside regarding social-justice concerns:
"I didn't have the patience myself, it seemed very
pretentious, with an undertone of violence toward the elected government
that reminded me of Fascism, simple fallible government not good enough
for fine spirits." Another aside: "When you look at these
Middle Eastern men, with these five days' beards so they all look
like terrorists ...") What is an accurate presentation of the
vocabulary of the time or the expression of a particular character, and
what is Updike's petty indulgence?
The title, Seek My Face, refers to divinity's call. Art is
sometimes thought an exploration of spirituality, and this was one of
Hope's artistic goals. Unfortunately, the appeal of the book
remains historical and, as the history of the twentieth-century American
art Updike focuses on most is well known, the novel offers no
significant surprises or satisfactions; and yet it is descriptive,
intelligent, and--even during its vaguely repellent moments--worth
reading.
Daniel Garrett
Queens, New York