Jean-Leon Gerome, 1886, Selling Slaves in Rome
Whew. That’s enough slaves-and-auctions for now, huh?
I’m gonna try to avoid themed posts for awhile, it’s exhausting.
The “slave auction” scene from The Sheik, transmuted into a gambling scene.
The movie was enormously successful with women, but the story had been sliced up by the censors in some revealing ways. First, the rape was gone, and a lot of the sheik’s brutality is gone, too. Secondly, in order to get around anti-miscegenation laws, the sheik turns out to be secretly white(!) Once again, the racial dynamics of Orientalism mutate to satisfy the audiences. It got banned anyway, in some jurisdictions, but it was still popular enough that Orientalist tropes completely jumped the shark into the realm of subversion material.
American men absolutely hated this movie, and especially hated Valentino. It probably served as part of the death knell for soft media in kink—and in men’s fashion more generally. Guys in 1921 did not want to vicariously imagine themselves wearing flowing linen robes and lots of jewelry….even if that meant having Agnes Ayers at their mercy.
Bondage, 1890s, Ernest Normand
….and here’s where these fantasy slaves are going. Maybe it’s ancient Egypt, or Babylon, or just a fairy-tale palace. Anyway, it looks pretty nice, huh?
Normand’s wife, Henrietta Rae, was also an accomplished Orientalist painter, also working on voluptuous nudes. They took a lot of flack for their choice of themes—a jealous rival trashed one of Henrietta’s paintings, and she in turn lit his hat on fire. But this opulent-happy-slavery-fantasy was one that had a strong grip on BDSM imagery.
Ernest Normand, 1894, The White Slave
And now we have transitioned to a complete D/s fantasy. The (white) girl has been sold into an Arabian-Nights otherworld, and she is displaying herself for her (non-white) masters. She is still shy, of course, but the emotion being invoked here is not horror or political critique, but raw sensuality: a (captive) princess fantasy.
Slave Market, Gustave Boulanger, 1888
Boulanger was a friend of Gerome’s—I think was his last painting, and it is definitely a tribute (or critique?) of the one below. Everything about it oozes verisimilitude. I love the tent, especially, with old tarps tossed up on top. And I love the bored look of the boy towards the left, and the obvious fact that they’ve been here all morning with almost no customers. It tells a story, but the story isn’t very sexy.
Slave Auction, Jean-Leon Gerome, 1880s.
Soon, Gerome turned to even more fantastic settings and more erotic portrayals. Here we are in ancient Rome. All the slaves on display are white girls, stripped naked, and they’re obviously much-sought-after and apprehensive about it. The girl crouching on the right looks directly at you, the viewer, as if she hopes you’ll buy her. But still there are elements of historical realism.
The Slave Market, 1867, Jean-Leon Gerome
Gerome travelled to Constantinople in 1853, when he was 29. He was already a prolific painter, and he soon became one of the most prolific and influential Orientalist artists.
This painting, which we’ll come back to later on, is a step away from the realism of Roberts’ picture. It’s designed for voyeuristic appeal, and the D/s relations are foregrounded, whereas Robert’s slaves (and dealers) look slightly bored.
David Roberts, 1846, A Slave Market in Cairo
Orientalist artists flocked to the Middle East to find exotic subject material. This lithograph is from 1846—Roberts could have far more conveniently gone to Virginia and painted a slave market there. But that wouldn’t be exotic, right?
All the same, this looks like a very realistic portrayal.
From an 1891 children’s edition of Uncle Tom’s Cabin. Emmeline is being sold, and she is….uh….white. Yup. Yup. Looks white to me. In fact, she is much “whiter,” in skin tone and costume, than the guy who is bidding on her in the foreground.
Ooops.
The Orientalists went for material that wasn’t quite this obvious of a racial flip-flop.
Edwin Long, 1875, The Babylonian Marriage Market
Finally, I think the race-reversal of slave images allowed white artists (and audiences) to feel legitimized in handling politically charged images as kink erotica.
There’s good evidence for this in the image of slave sales and auctions. This was a very common visual image in 19th-century abolitionist works, and also in advertisements for and news accounts about slave auctions. Many Americans in the 19th century must have seen slaves being sold, as did travelers in the Levant or North Africa.
Many orientalist painters fell in love with this image. (So objectifying! So poignant! And there’s always this hint of complicity…) But the sale of black people to white people was almost never made the subject of erotic art. Instead, the D/s fantasy it represented was set in the past (as in Long’s famous painting above), or in the Middle East, with white slaves and non-white buyers, or in other ways racially subverted.