INTRODUCTION ITALIAN GARDEN MAGIC
Though
it is an exaggeration to say that there are no flowers in Italian
gardens, yet to enjoy and appreciate the Italian garden-craft one
must always bear in mind that it is independent of floriculture.The
Italian garden does not exist for its flowers; its flowers exist for
it: they are a late and infrequent adjunct to its beauties, a
parenthetical grace counting only as one more touch in the general
effect of enchantment. This is no doubt partly explained by the
difficulty of cultivating any but spring flowers in so hot and dry a
climate, and the result has been a wonderful development of the more
permanent effects to be obtained from the three other factors in
garden-composition—marble, water and perennial verdure—and the
achievement, by their skilful blending, of a charm independent of the
seasons.It
is hard to explain to the modern garden-lover, whose whole conception
of the charm of gardens is formed of successive pictures of
flower-loveliness, how this effect of enchantment can be produced by
anything so dull and monotonous as a mere combination of clipped
green and stonework.The
traveller returning from Italy, with his eyes and imagination full of
the ineffable Italian garden-magic, knows vaguely that the
enchantment exists; that he has been under its spell, and that it is
more potent, more enduring, more intoxicating to every sense than the
most elaborate and glowing effects of modern horticulture; but he may
not have found the key to the mystery. Is it because the sky is
bluer, because the vegetation is more luxuriant? Our midsummer skies
are almost as deep, our foliage is as rich, and perhaps more varied;
there are, indeed, not a few resemblances between the North American
summer climate and that of Italy in spring and autumn.Some
of those who have fallen under the spell are inclined to ascribe the
Italian garden-magic to the effect of time; but, wonder-working as
this undoubtedly is, it leaves many beauties unaccounted for. To seek
the answer one must go deeper: the garden must be studied in relation
to the house, and both in relation to the landscape. The garden of
the Middle Ages, the garden one sees in old missal illuminations and
in early woodcuts, was a mere patch of ground within the castle
precincts, where “simples” were grown around a central wellhead
and fruit was espaliered against the walls. But in the rapid
flowering of Italian civilization the castle walls were soon thrown
down, and the garden expanded, taking in the fish-pond, the
bowling-green, the rose-arbour and the clipped walk. The Italian
country house, especially in the centre and the south of Italy, was
almost always built on a hillside, and one day the architect looked
forth from the terrace of his villa, and saw that, in his survey of
the garden, the enclosing landscape was naturally included: the two
formed a part of the same composition.The
recognition of this fact was the first step in the development of the
great garden-art of the Renaissance: the next was the architect’s
discovery of the means by which nature and art might be fused in his
picture. He had now three problems to deal with: his garden must be
adapted to the architectural lines of the house it adjoined; it must
be adapted to the requirements of the inmates of the house, in the
sense of providing shady walks, sunny bowling-greens, parterres and
orchards, all conveniently accessible; and lastly it must be adapted
to the landscape around it. At no time and in no country has this
triple problem been so successfully dealt with as in the treatment of
the Italian country house from the beginning of the sixteenth to the
end of the eighteenth century; and in the blending of different
elements, the subtle transition from the fixed and formal lines of
art to the shifting and irregular lines of nature, and lastly in the
essential convenience and livableness of the garden, lies the
fundamental secret of the old garden-magic.However
much other factors may contribute to the total impression of charm,
yet by eliminating them one after another, by
thinking away the
flowers, the sunlight, the rich tinting of time, one finds that,
underlying all these, there is the deeper harmony of design which is
independent of any adventitious effects. This does not imply that a
plan of an Italian garden is as beautiful as the garden itself. The
more permanent materials of which the latter is made—the stonework,
the evergreen foliage, the effects of rushing or motionless water,
above all the lines of the natural scenery—all form a part of the
artist’s design. But these things are as beautiful at one season as
at another; and even these are but the accessories of the fundamental
plan. The inherent beauty of the garden lies in the grouping of its
parts—in the converging lines of its long ilex-walks, the
alternation of sunny open spaces with cool woodland shade, the
proportion between terrace and bowling-green, or between the height
of a wall and the width of a path. None of these details was
negligible to the landscape-architect of the Renaissance: he
considered the distribution of shade and sunlight, of straight lines
of masonry and rippled lines of foliage, as carefully as he weighed
the relation of his whole composition to the scene about it.THE
CASCADE, VILLA TORLONIA, FRASCATIThen,
again, any one who studies the old Italian gardens will be struck
with the way in which the architect broadened and simplified his plan
if it faced a grandiose landscape. Intricacy of detail, complicated
groupings of terraces, fountains, labyrinths and porticoes, are found
in sites where there is no great sweep of landscape attuning the eye
to larger impressions. The farther north one goes, the less grand the
landscape becomes and the more elaborate the garden. The great
pleasure-grounds overlooking the Roman Campagna are laid out on
severe and majestic lines: the parts are few; the total effect is one
of breadth and simplicity.It
is because, in the modern revival of gardening, so little attention
has been paid to these first principles of the art that the
garden-lover should not content himself with a vague enjoyment of old
Italian gardens, but should try to extract from them principles which
may be applied at home. He should observe, for instance, that the old
Italian garden was meant to be lived in—a use to which, at least in
America, the modern garden is seldom put. He should note that, to
this end, the grounds were as carefully and conveniently planned as
the house, with broad paths (in which two or more could go abreast)
leading from one division to another; with shade easily accessible
from the house, as well as a sunny sheltered walk for winter; and
with effective transitions from the dusk of wooded alleys to open
flowery spaces or to the level sward of the bowling-green. He should
remember that the terraces and formal gardens adjoined the house,
that the ilex or laurel walks beyond were clipped into shape to
effect a transition between the straight lines of masonry and the
untrimmed growth of the woodland to which they led, and that each
step away from architecture was a nearer approach to nature.The
cult of the Italian garden has spread from England to America, and
there is a general feeling that, by placing a marble bench here and a
sun-dial there, Italian “effects” may be achieved. The results
produced, even where much money and thought have been expended, are
not altogether satisfactory; and some critics have thence inferred
that the Italian garden is, so to speak,
untranslatable,
that it cannot be adequately rendered in another landscape and
another age.Certain
effects, those which depend on architectural grandeur as well as
those due to colouring and age, are no doubt unattainable; but there
is, none the less, much to be learned from the old Italian gardens,
and the first lesson is that, if they are to be a real inspiration,
they must be copied, not in the letter but in the spirit. That is, a
marble sarcophagus and a dozen twisted columns will not make an
Italian garden; but a piece of ground laid out and planted on the
principles of the old garden-craft will be, not indeed an Italian
garden in the literal sense, but, what is far better,
a garden as well adapted to its surroundings as were the models which
inspired it.This
is the secret to be learned from the villas of Italy; and no one who
has looked at them with this object in view will be content to
relapse into vague admiration of their loveliness. As Browning, in
passing Cape St. Vincent and Trafalgar Bay, cried out:
“Here
and here did England help me: how can I help England?”—say,so
the garden-lover, who longs to transfer something of the old
garden-magic to his own patch of ground at home, will ask himself, in
wandering under the umbrella-pines of the Villa Borghese, or through
the box-parterres of the Villa Lante: What can I bring away from
here? And the more he studies and compares, the more inevitably will
the answer be: “Not this or that amputated statue, or broken
bas-relief, or fragmentary effect of any sort, but a sense of the
informing spirit—an understanding of the gardener’s purpose, and
of the uses to which he meant his garden to be put.”FLORENTINE
VILLASFOUNTAIN
OF VENUS, VILLA PETRAJA, FLORENCE