Books on Ibiza
Bibliomaniacs' Corner by Martin Davies
Gina Liebow
Juanito of the Tower
Welcome back to Island Books - the website, not the foreign-language
bookshop at the far end of Santa Eulalia, one of my favourite local haunts. This week
our subject is a little-known children's book which features one of the crumbling old
towers built next to Ibicenco farmhouses for defence against Barbary pirates. But first,
have you ever wondered about the term 'ivory tower'? Such a construction would surely
be outrageously expensive to build - not to mention highly dubious from an engineering
point of view. It was a French literary critic, Sainte-Beuve, who first coined the
expression in his 1837 poem, Les pensées d'août, describing the lofty study in the
fifteenth-century mansion not far from Cognac in the Charente to which the aristocratic
poet Alfred, comte de Vigny, retired from military life in 1827.
In the poem, the Romantic poet (de Vigny) is contrasted with Victor
Hugo, then enjoying enormous success in politics and literature. The count was going through
a bad patch - a stormy love life and a thwarted political and literary career in the French
capital. (His candidacy for membership of the Académie
had been rejected five times.) Like many a world-weary scribbler he found consolation in
the natural world, and many of his greatest poems came out of that famous toure d'ivoire,
which as can be seen, was built from the smooth, creamy limestone for which the region
is well-known. Here is the relevant part of the poem:
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Vigny, plus secret, Comme en sa tour d'ivoire, avant midi, rentrait
And Vigny, more secretive, Would retreat before noon to his ivory tower. |
Vigny’s tour d’ivoire at Le-Maine-Giraud |
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There is a possibility that
the expression owes something to a much earlier idealisation of rural life - the
Song of Solomon. In chapter 7, verse 4, the Hebrew poet thus describes his beloved:
Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like fishpools
thy nose
is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.' By a clever sleight
of hand, the later French littérateur thus transformed a beautiful woman's
neck into a scholarly study elevated far above toiling peasants and crammed to
the rafters with rare tomes. In fact Vigny worked his own vineyards, making sure
his cognac was as good as his neighbour's, and he even founded a school, not to
mention the local library. But wait a minute: there are a lot of towers in that
biblical lady. Let's take a closer look at the original Hebrew: ivory tower'
is a translation of mgdl h-n, but according to one scholar at least,
the word n refers not to ivory' but to the village of al-Sinn or al-Shanu
in the Asir region, north of Yemen, where much of the Old Testament was probably
written. The traditional architecture of this region is full of towers so splendid
as to present an obvious simile for surpassing beauty - even when describing the
nose of one's immortal beloved.
It was not until Henry
James's posthumous novel The Ivory Tower (1917) that the phrase came into
widespread use in English, popularised by James's friends and admirers - H.G.
Wells, Huxley and Pound. "Doesn't living in an ivory tower just mean the
most distinguished retirement? I don't want yet awhile to settle in one myself
- though I've always thought it a thing I should like to come to." comments
Gray in the novel, doubtless thinking of Vigny and his poems, and possibly too
of Jules Verne, whose town house in Amiens also had a tower. But James's ivory
tower is not simply a figure of speech, but an Indian cabinet on top of a secretary,
covered with a thin veneer of ivory, in whose topmost drawer a vital letter is
secreted. The expression is used now in a slightly pejorative way to signify a
person or academic institution out of touch with reality, instead of a writer
who shuns worldly success to dedicate himself fully to his art, but I think most
people long to get away and spend just a few days, months, or even years hidden
away in one.
Back to Ibiza and children's books. Number
four is Juanito of the Tower (1966) by Gina Liebow, with photographs by
Harold Liebow. This New York couple was signed up by publishing giants McGraw-Hill
to write a series of five books illustrated with photographs aimed at American
children and providing an instructive lesson into the lifestyles of various European
counterparts. Two educational concerns underlay the scheme - the preponderance
of the sciences and the beatnik phenomenon. It was hoped that examples might come
from the other side of the Atlantic where youngsters were less scientifically-inclined
and didn't need to break so radically with the past. Well, that was the theory,
although the Beatles themselves were by then well on the way to global conquest.
But in the Manhattan ivory tower which bore the proud name of McGraw-Hill Book
Company, Europe meant The Sound of Music. The first book was to take a
peasant family in the Malaga area, to be followed by four others including white-collar
Parisians, blue-collar Finns and communist functionaries in Prague. (In the event,
only the first two were published.) On their way south in 1964 at a Paris party
a wealthy lady invited the Liebows to a Christmas celebration at her house in
Punta Galera, just north of San Antonio, Ibiza. The son of this same influential
lady was later to make the greatest film ever made on Ibiza, More, partly
filmed in that same house. The New Yorkers were so enchanted by Ibiza that they
decided to stay and make it the setting for their peasant-boy story. Local education
authorities suggested San Carlos as the model village and the literary protagonist
- Juanito' - was talent-spotted in the village school. He lived with his
father, stepmother, grandmother and sister in a house just south of the village
near the road which now leads to the La Joya urbanización.
The whole family, especially the grandmother, immediately warmed to the idea.
As the Liebows spoke little Spanish, they needed a translator, and this was the
book's dedicatee, Joan d'en Xico, who had saved up enough as a short order waiter
in the United States to return home and marry a far younger woman. He appears
as the real-estate shark on pages 12-13 of the book.
In
the tale Juanito visits his three uncles - a restaurant owner, a fisherman and
a saltworker - to see how they live and decide whether or not to follow in his
father's footsteps as a farmer. The tower is his special retreat, the place he
goes to mull over his future and dream about pirates and corsairs. I won't tell
you what decision the fictitious Juanito' eventually settles on, but the
boy who posed for the photographs and partly inspired the text later became a
successful businessman in Santa Eulalia, owning not just a café-bar but
numerous other concerns. The photographer, Harold Liebow, has lived on the island
since working on the book and it is his dearly-cherished wish that one day local
education authorities discover the little gem their predecessors helped with and
make it widely available for local schoolchildren struggling with English irregular
verbs. Harold tells a story about the making of the book,
which speaks volumes for local honesty. One day he inadvertently left his camera
tripod behind in San Carlos. Driving back to the hotel, he realised outside Santa
Eulalia that the scooter in his rear-view mirror had been following him for most
of the way and on pulling to one side discovered it was Juanito's father and a
pillion rider holding the tripod, their faces streaming with tears from the frantic
ride. We began our ramble along the shores of the Wine-dark
Sea with a French bibliophile, Alfred Vigny, so let us end with another, René
Descartes, father of modern philosophy: "The reading of all good books is
like conversation with the finest men of past centuries." And, of course,
women. Now, how about that glass of Rémy Martin?
Martin Davies
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