In their debut novels, Antonia Angress and Emma Copley Eisenberg focus on relationships between queer artists on the cusp of adulthood and their careers. In Angress’s Sirens & Muses, Louisa, a transfer student to Wrynn College of Art, is drawn to her aloof, talented roommate, Karina. In Copley Eisenberg’s Housemates, graduate student Leah is similarly attracted to and inspired by Bernie, a photographer who has recently moved into the West Philadelphia house Leah rents with friends.
In “Untethering the Muse from the Male Gaze,” Angress discusses how her book subverts traditional ideas about the artistic process, and the Jewish history that underpins her book’s themes. Copley Eisenberg responds in this essay that explores her book’s take on the artist – muse relationship.
In her interview “Untethering the Muse from the Male Gaze,” Antonia Angress recalls a student asking her: “Do you think artists and writers need muses?” Angress responded that no, they don’t. “But,” she said, “you need a subject.”
What happens when your subject is someone else’s art, and when that someone else is also your romantic partner? Can the relational power dynamic ever truly be equal when one person creates from nothing and the other creates in response? This was the question in my mind when I began my own novel, Housemates, which follows Bernie, a large-format film photographer, and Leah, a grad student and journalist. Both characters are in their twenties, living in a queer group house in West Philadelphia in 2018, and both are feeling adrift and dissatisfied with their lives, their bodies, and their art.
There are many ways in which Leah and Bernie’s relationship in Housemates mirrors Louisa and Karina’s in Sirens and Muses. Both Karina and Leah are from secular Jewish New York City families and have more class privilege than their partners, who come from rural Louisiana and Pennsylvania, respectively. While neither Bernie nor Louisa is Jewish, Leah and Karina’s Jewishness is interrogated through their families in ways that influence both novels’ explorations of art, knowledge, and belonging. Karina’s father is an art collector constantly on the hunt for pieces that his family owned before the Holocaust. Leah’s brother is a Zionist Jew for Trump, a thing that disgusts Leah, and her parents are avowed atheist intellectuals, which Leah finds both familiar and lonely.
In Housemates, Bernie is full of ideas for subjects but lacks the will to make art, whereas Leah is all will but lacks a subject. As Leah watches Bernie make photographs using an intricate, slow process called large-format 4 x 5 film photography, she realizes that Bernie’s eye and how she communicates her vision through photography is what she, Leah, wants to write about. Leah begins writing about Bernie’s process, the subjects of Bernie’s photographs (the changing state of Pennsylvania in the year 2018), and even articulates Bernie’s creative purpose in a way Bernie herself never could. Yet, without Bernie’s photographs, Leah isn’t capable of creativity. Does this make Leah less than Bernie, interpersonally or artistically?
In Sirens & Muses, Angress negotiates a similar dynamic deftly and with enormous nuance. Louisa’s work is re-energized with a boom when Karina poses for her. Yet Karina also makes her own paintings in which Louisa plays no part. Must musing go both ways to be truly equal?
By queering the artist/muse dynamic and making Karina a successful painter in her own right, Angress offers us a new reading of the muse: not as someone disempowered, but rather someone with power who chooses to give some of it to another. Karina is such an effective muse for Louisa precisely because she is an artist, too, and knows what artists need when they are struggling: the intensity of a true north. The relationship between the two women seems truly collaborative to me, truly equal — a pliable and plastic exchange of energy, will, and inspiration. There will come a time, the novel implies, when Karina will need Louisa’s light.
Still, no matter how a relationship — even one between two queer women — functions in private, the way the world sees it remains another matter. It’s this duality that I set out to explore Housemates. Once Bernie and Leah’s relationship turns romantic, Leah becomes obsessed with Bernie’s person as well as her art. But although Bernie returns Leah’s attraction and affection, her artistic output is in no way dependent on Leah. I took inspiration from the real-life romantic and artistic partnership between large-format film photographer Berenice Abbott and art critic Elizabeth McCausland. The optics of a relationship are skewed further when one partner is seen as an artist while the other, like Leah, is perceived as “only” a critic. Many people know Abbott’s name, but few are familiar with McCausland’s, and if they are, it’s almost always only because of Abbott. If two people are collaborators but only one becomes famous, is the love and energy that ignited the collaboration inherently unequal? Can art ever really be made or understood in isolation?
As I wrote, I strove to acknowledge the realities of capitalism and homophobia while holding onto the idea that the energy between two people who love each other as both humans and artistic collaborators creates a very particular kind of force field. Nothing is ever equal, the narrator of Housemates offers near the end of the book, yet perhaps it is not exactly equality that Bernie and Leah seek. Touching that force field for a time, being at its lively center together, even if it’s unstable, is worth it.