|Goya, 1820, oil on canvas, approx. 45 x 30 in.|
We made it to the Goya show at the Boston MFA just before it closed a few weeks ago. I found this self portrait quite touching. The artist depicts himself in a state of vulnerability and need. But isn't that the state we are all in just a bit, even when healthy? It's certainly part of the human condition, if far from the whole of it. The inscription reads: “Goya, in gratitude to his friend Arrieta: for the compassion and care with which he saved his life during the acute and dangerous illness he suffered towards the end of the year 1819 in his seventy-third year." It was Goya's need that made the doctor's beautiful compassion possible.
But who are the figures in the back? Watchers waiting from the other side?