Bruegel’s two monkeys


Bruegel’s Two Monkeys painting is set in a sixteenth century Antwerp when there were perhaps no monkeys there. The monkeys could only be imagined in the unmistakable Antwerp landscape in the painting as if they were surrogates for the slaves bought from Africa. But make no bones about it , their freedom has been bought for a hazel nut .You can see the nut lying about with the broken shell left, in the painting. See the expressions on the monkey’s faces. One is understandably annoyed , the other in attitude of devil-may-care. Monkeys with expressions? Monkeys are our ancestors ,from whom we have inherited the human condition. We are descended from monkeys although we alone are responsible for the condition of our enslavement.

The monkeys sit chained to a window sill overlooking the Antwerp city. Their freedom has been bought for a hazel nut. Hark back to the old Netherlandish proverb : Go to court for a hazel nut. Who has bought their freedom for a hazelnut? Who went to the court for the nut? The monkeys have sold their freedom for a hazel nut? Permanent chains for a mere nut? Like Faust who would sell his soul for material riches. But going to the court for a hazel nut is a different context too. You would not only risk your freedom for the sake of a mere nut. You would spend all your resources fighting a court case for a nut. But in reality it is not the monkeys that have lost their freedom but the men behind their capture and chaining to the window-sill. It is the humans that go to the court for a hazel nut. Monkeys look at the hazel nut as mere nut but the conditioned mind of a human being looks at it as more than a hazel nut.

Has the human bought the monkeys’ freedom for a hazel nut? No. He has merely stolen the freedom of the monkeys by offering an inducement of a hazel nut. Actually the freedom represented by the Antwerp city with its picturesque buildings and sailing ships means nothing to the monkeys for whom freedom is in the freewheeling forests of Africa. No doubt the chains represent the monkey’s loss of freedom but the painting’s contrast of the dungeon with the freedom outside means nothing to the monkeys. There is no pathos in the painting ,only a mockery at the absurdity of a human action in depriving the freedom of an animal to absolutely no purpose. The painter is merely laughing at the absurdity of human actions, when he juxtaposes the chains on the monkeys with the freedom represented by the outside landscape. If a human is cruel enough to deprive the monkey of its freedom represented by the Antwerp city,he shall derive no pleasure from the action. The animal does not know what it has been deprived of because the only freedom it knows is in the forests of Africa, so far away,so much removed from its present existence.

Bruegel’s two monkeys

This is what I see in my dreams about final exams:
two monkeys, chained to the floor, sit on the windowsill,
the sky behind them flutters,
the sea is taking its bath.

The exam is the history of Mankind.

I stammer and hedge.

One monkey stares and listens with mocking disdain,
the other seems to be dreaming away —
but when it’s clear I don’t know what to say
he prompts me with a gentle
clinking of his chain.

Wislawa Szymborska (1923-2012): Bruegel’s Two Monkeys , translated from the Polish by Stanislaw Baranczak and Clare Cavanagh in Szymborska: View with a Grain of Sand: Selected Poems (1995)

The poet talks about the human condition, although the painting is about two monkeys. The monkeys are the stuff of the poet’s dreams about the history exam. She stutters and hedges but cannot understand the condition of the monkeys.It is not a history of monkeys.It is about mankind.One monkey stares and listens with a mocking disdain, the other is just dreaming away.

But when it is clear I don’t know what to say
He prompts me with a gentle clink of his chain

That is how mankind’s history can be summed up-a story of man’s inhumanity to man, the enslavement of man by his fellow-man. The chains on the monkeys represent the suffering wrought by a callous disregard for the dignity of a fellow being.

There are thieves who steal the world the moment I turn my back

“Some people say we should not trust our eyes,
That there is nothing, just a seeming,
These are the ones who have no hope.
They think that the moment we turn away,
The world, behind our backs, ceases to exist,
As if snatched up by the hands of thieves.”

~ Czeslaw Milosz
Excerpted from the poem Hope (Rescue)

Just the thing I had always felt in my childhood and till I grew up to be an adult.I have ,even now, a sneaking suspicion that the world just fizzles down the moment I turn away as though it has been stolen by some thieves. This thief thing I had not thought of but my own fear was of the Second Man who had always accompanied me and created everything of this world just to spite me or in order to teach me a lesson .Sometimes I think I exist in his dream and if he wakes up I disappear or cease to exist.