The Art of Dress and Ambience
When the arts are enumerated the art of dress is too often forgotten  though it none the less has an importance as great, or almost as great, as architecture.  Doubtless no civilization has ever produced summits in every field. Thus the  Arab genius, made up of virility and resignation, has produced a masculine dress  of unsurpassed nobility and sobriety, whereas it has neglected feminine dress,  which is destined in Islam, not to express the “eternal feminine” as does Hindu  dress, but to hide woman’s seductive charms. The Hindu genius, which in a  certain sense divinizes the “wife-mother,” has on the other hand created a  feminine dress unsurpassable in its beauty, its dignity, and its femininity.  One of the most expressive and one of the least-known forms of dress is that of  the Red Indians, with its rippling fringes and its ornaments of a wholly  primordial symbolism; here man appears in all the solar glory of the hero, and  woman in the proud modesty of her impersonal function.
        The art of dress of  every civilization, and even of every people, embraces many varying forms in  time and space, but the spirit always remains the same, though it does not  always reach the same heights of direct expression and immediate  intelligibility.
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  A building, whether it be a temple, a palace, or a house,  represents the universe—or a given world or microcosm—seen in conformity with a  particular traditional perspective. Thus it also represents the “mystical  body,” the caste, or the family, according to the particular case.
        Dress exteriorizes  either the spiritual or social function, or the soul: and these two aspects may  be combined. Clothing is opposed to nakedness as the soul is opposed to the  body, or as the spiritual function—the priestly function for example—is opposed  to animal nature. When clothing is combined with nakedness—as in the case of  the Hindus, for example,—then the latter appears in its qualitative and sacred  aspect.
        The existence of  princely and sacerdotal attire proves that garments confer to man a  personality; that they express or manifest a function which transcends or  ennobles the individual. By manifesting a function, dress represents thereby  the virtues corresponding to it.
        What is admirable in  the Orthodox Church is that all its forms, from the iconostases to the  vestments of the priests, immediately suggest the ambience of Christ and the  Apostles, whereas in what might be called the post-Gothic Catholic Church too  many forms are expressions of ambiguous civilizationism or bear its imprint,  that is, the imprint of this sort of parallel pseudo-religion which is  “Civilization” with a capital C: the presence of Christ then becomes largely  abstract. The argument that “only the spirit matters” is hypocrisy, for it is  not by chance that a Christian priest wears neither the toga of a Siamese bonze  nor the loin-cloth of a Hindu ascetic. No doubt the “cloak does not make the  monk”; but it is also said “Kleider  machen Leute” (“clothes make the  man”); the costume does not change the man ex opere operato, certainly, but it actualizes in a normally predisposed man—thus  one who is sensitive to duties and virtues—a given awareness of the norm and a  given conformity to the archetype. And it goes without saying that a man can  only don a vestment to which he is entitled in one degree or another; the  usurpation is as debasing as vanity; and “noblesse oblige.”
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  Outward forms are criteria. It is either false or insufficient to  allege that Saint Louis wore the costume of his period and that, mutatis mutandis,Louis XIV did the same;  the truth is that Saint Louis wore the dress of a Western Christian king,  whereas Louis XIV wore that of a monarch who was already more “civilized” than  Christian, the first epithet referring, needless to say, to “civilizationism”  and not to civilization in the general sense of the word. The appearance of  Saint Louis is that of an idea which has reached the fullness of its ripening;  it marks, not a phase, but a thing accomplished, a thing which is entirely what  it ought to be. The appearance of a king of the Renaissance or of  the age immediately following is the appearance, not of a thing, but of a  phase—nor yet even a phase, but an extravagant episode.1 Whereas we have no difficulty in taking  seriously the appearance not only of a Saint Louis, but also of a Pharaoh, an  Emperor of China, or for that matter, a Red Indian chief, it is impossible to  escape an impression of ridiculousness when confronted by the famous portraits  of certain kings [see ills. 243, 244, and 245]. These portraits, or rather  these poses and these accoutrements, which the portraits so humourlessly and  pitilessly fix, are supposed to combine all imaginable sublimities, some of  which cannot in fact be fitted together into a single formula, for it is  impossible to have everything at one and the same time; the hieratic and as it  were incorporeal splendor of a Christian emperor cannot be piled up on top of  the paradisal naked splendor of an ancient hero.
        Saint Louis, or any  other Christian prince of his time, could figure amongst the kings and  queens—in the form of columns—of the cathedral of Chartres; the later  kings—those more marked by an invading worldliness—would be unthinkable as  sacred statues.
        The column statues of  Chartres have, like an iconostasis, the value of a criterion of formal  orthodoxy: no exhibition of individualism or of profanity could find a place  amongst them.          
        What we say of clothes  holds good equally for interior fittings, especially furniture. It is hardly  credible that the same men that made the marvels of sober majesty that are Gothic  and Nordic furniture, could have created and tolerated the lacquered and gilded  horrors of the courtly and bourgeois furniture of the eighteenth century; that  the noble and robust gravity of the works of the Middle Ages could have given  way to the miserable affectation of later works; in short, that utility and  dignity should have been replaced by a hollow, trivial, and flaunting  luxuriousness.
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  The Maghribi garb—like other non-worldly Muslim garbs—suggests  resignation to the Will of God, and more profoundly the mystery of Peace, dar as-Salam. And this calls for another comment: if it is true that Maghribi  garb, or any other analogous Muslim garb, manifests de facto a religious perspective, exclusivist by definition, along with  the specific barakah it contains, it is no less true—and  necessarily so—that this garb manifests at the same time attitudes and mysteries  appertaining to esoterism, and that in this sense it suggests no confessional  limitation. Each civilization produces, by heavenly inspiration, several  paragon phenomena; the representative dress of Islam is an example of this, as  are the arabesques, the mihrab, and the call to prayer.
        The association of  ideas between the turban and Islam is far from fortuitous: “The turban,” said  the Prophet, “is a frontier between faith and unbelief,” and he also said: “My  community shall not decline so long as they wear the turban.” The following ahadith2 are also quoted in this context: “At the Day of Judgment a man  shall receive a light for each turn of turban round his head”; “Wear turbans,  for thus you will gain in generosity.” The point we wish to make is that the  turban is deemed to give the believer a sort of gravity, consecration, and  majestic humility;3 it sets him apart from  chaotic and dissipated creatures, fixing him on a divine axis and thus destines  him for contemplation; in brief, the turban is like a celestial counterpoise to  all that is profane and empty. Since it is the head, the brain, which is for us  the plane of our choice between true and false, durable and ephemeral, real and  illusory, serious and futile, it is the head which should also bear the mark of  this choice; the material symbol is deemed to reinforce the spiritual  consciousness, and this is moreover true of every religious headdress and even  of every liturgical vestment or merely traditional dress. The turban so to  speak envelops man’s thinking, always so prone to dissipation, forgetfulness,  and infidelity; it recalls the sacred imprisoning of his passional nature prone  to flee from God.4 It is the function of the  Koranic Law to re-establish a primordial equilibrium that was lost; hence the hadith: “Wear turbans and thus distinguish yourselves from the peoples  (lacking in equilibrium) who came before you.”
        Hatred of the turban,  like hatred of the romantic or the picturesque or what belongs to folklore, is  explained by the fact that the romantic worlds are precisely those in which God  is still plausible. When people want to abolish Heaven, it is logical to start  by creating an atmosphere which makes spiritual things appear out of place; in  order to be able to declare successfully that God is unreal they have to  construct around man a false reality, one that is inevitably inhuman because  only the inhuman can exclude God. What is involved is a falsification of the  imagination and so its destruction; modern mentality implies the most  prodigious lack of imagination possible. 
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  The dress of the Muslims indicates a khalwah,5 an “interiorization” made  of holy poverty and divine Peace. It should be noted in this context that the  partial nudity combined with a profusion of precious stones, found among the  ancient maharajas, is not gaudy luxury, it is a quasi-celestial splendor  befitting their status as demigods. Altogether different is the sumptuousness,  part-bigot, part-worldly, of many a Turkish sultan, which can hardly be  admired, except for the ceremonial robes when taken on their own, the  inspiration for which is fundamentally Mongol.
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  A fascinating combination of combative and stoical heroism with a  priestly bearing conferred on the Indian of the Plains and Forests a sort of  majesty at once aquiline and solar; hence the powerfully original and irreplaceable  beauty that is associated with the red man and contributes to his prestige as  a warrior and as a martyr. Like the Japanese of the time of the Samurai,  the Red Indian was in the deepest sense an artist in the outward manifestation  of his personality: apart from the fact that his life was a ceaseless sporting  with suffering and death, hence also a kind of chivalrous karma yoga,the Indian knew how to impart to this spiritual  style an aesthetic adornment unsurpassable in its expressiveness.
        The simplicity of his  ancestral style of life created the ambience that allowed his genius to affirm  itself; what we wish to say is that the object of this genius, as is the case  moreover for most nomads or semi-nomads and certainly for warrior hunters, is  far less the outward artistic creation than the soul itself, the whole man,  which is the plastic matter of the “primordial artist.” In a civilization based  on Nature and Man in their primeval functions, art is made for man and not man  for art, and indeed Indian art is foremost a “frame” for this divine, central,  and free creation that the human being represents. This is what accounts for  the high quality attained by the art of apparel: majestic  headdresses—especially the great eagle-feathered headdress—garments streaming  with fringes and embroidered with solar symbols, shimmering moccasins that seem  to release the feet from all weight, feminine robes of exquisite simplicity.  This art, in its concise as well as its richest expression is perhaps not one  of the subtlest, but assuredly one of the most brilliantly inspired there is.
        The attire of the Plains  Indians “humanizes” virgin nature, it transmits something of the immensity of  the prairies, the depth of the forest, the violence of the wind, and other  affinities of the kind. Embroidered with archaic symbols and ornamented with  fringes, it expresses at once victory and serenity: victory over the soul’s  weaknesses—the inward “holy war”—and sacerdotal dignity, which is serene and  generous; the first element is represented by the embroiderings, which  “proclaim” heroism or the sacred, and the second by the fringes, which “bless”  the earth.
        The fringes first of  all recall rain, which is an important image since rain is a message from  heaven to earth. But the fringes also symbolize the spiritual fluid of the  human person—his orenda, as the Iroquois would say, or his barakah, as would say the Arabs. This observation is all the more  plausible when one thinks that instead of the fringes shirts are often  decorated with horsehair or with scalps;6 now hair, as is well known, is the vehicle of a magical power, an orenda precisely. We could also say that the fringes  are derived from the feathers of a bird, of the eagle above all: arms adorned  with fringes are “magically” and spiritually equivalent to the wings of an  eagle. Sometimes ermine skins are added to the fringes, thus conferring upon  them a quasi-royal symbolism, the ermine being everywhere considered as a sign  of majesty.
        The most diverse  objects may be adorned with embroideries and fringes; one of the most important  is the bag containing the Calumet and the ritual tobacco, the function of the  latter being to sacrifice itself by burning and to rise towards the Great  Spirit.
        The garb of the chief  or the hero suggests the eagle soaring towards the sun: the nature of the eagle  is to fly upwards, hence also to see things from afar, from “above” precisely:  the eagle soars and then circles in a luminous solitude.7 
        One of the most  powerful symbols of the sun is the majestic headdress made of eagle feathers;  he who wears it is identified with the solar orb, and it is easy to understand  that not everyone is qualified to wear it; its splendor—unique of its kind  among all traditional headdresses in the world—suggests both royal and priestly  dignity, thus the radiance of the hero and the sage.8 According to an almost universal tradition,  the eagle itself symbolizes the sun, which precisely is expressed by the  eagle-feather bonnet. Formerly, each feather had to be earned: the  identification of man with the solar orb demands a heroic drama. This is  demonstrated by the Sun Dance which implies a multiple victory over the  inferior Maya, that of the world and that of the ego,  spiritually speaking.
        Doubtless, our Indians  have no sacred art properly so called apart from that ritual object of primary  importance which is the Calumet;9 nonetheless, they possess to the highest degree the sense of the  sacred, and they replace the element “sacred art” with what we could call a “liturgy”  of virgin nature.10 
  To return to the question of Indian dress: it is too often supposed  that the decorative style of the Indians consists in no more than a series of  geometric designs of one kind or another, but this is not at all the case for,  on the contrary, this style is very rigorous and original, whatever may be the  techniques by which it is manifested, and aside from the variety of its modes.  It is in fact an essentially feminine art, as far as the artists are concerned;  the art of the men is above all figurative—except for the feathered sun—and is  used to decorate the teepees and the blankets, and sometimes the shields and  the garments. I shall add that there are two poles in all traditional art: the  symbolic content due to the immanent intellect, and the stylization due to the  racial soul.
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  What we said about the Plains Indian’s vestimentary art applies in  substance to all traditional garb possessing, either directly or indirectly, a  sacerdotal character although the spiritual points of emphasis can be  different; this is obvious, and has already been alluded to.       
  The forms manifesting an ethnic genius, hence those that are more  or less “revealed,” are always greater than the median level of those who  express it. When we speak of the spiritual meanings of specific elements in traditional  art—for example the “heroic” and the “sacerdotal” elements or the “active” and  “passive” perfections—what we have in mind is the archetypical language of things  and not their immediate or outward motivation, assuming that such a motivation  exists; for the symbolism expressed by an ethnic genius is de facto mostly unconscious, although it can be reflected in traits of  character.
        
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  One has to keep clearly in mind the following: the marvels of the  basilicas and the cathedrals, of the iconostases and the altar pieces, as well  as the splendors of the Tibeto-Mongol and Japanese art or, prior to it, those  of Hindu art, not forgetting the summits of the corresponding literatures—all  this did not exist in the primitive epochs of these various traditions, epochs  which were precisely the “golden ages” of these spiritual universes. Thus it  appears that the marvels of traditional culture are like the swan songs of the  celestial messages; in other words, to the extent that the message runs the  risk of being lost, or is effectively lost, a need is felt—and Heaven itself  feels this need—to exteriorize gloriously all that men are no longer capable of  perceiving within themselves. Thenceforth it is outward things that have to  remind men where their center lies; it is true that this is in principle the  role of virgin nature, but in fact its language is only grasped where it  assumes traditionally the function of a sanctuary. Moreover, the two  perspectives—sacred art and virgin nature—are not mutually exclusive, as is  shown notably by Zen Buddhism; this proves that neither can altogether replace  the other.
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  One would like for this lower world to be as a living museum in  which peoples would display nothing but their beautiful aspects—Bali comes to  mind, in passing—but then it would already be the heavenly world. And yet it is  a kind of realism as well as nobleness to dwell less on the consideration of  accidents than on that of archetypal values; this is certainly not to dream,  quite on the contrary.
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Islands of bliss and  everlasting youth,
  Floating like flowers on  an endless sea
  And never touched by  sorrows of this world:
  Such happy islands thou  wilt never see.
Behold: what thou hast  dreamt of may be real,
  It is not elswehere, it is  what thou art
  If thou rememb’rest God;  then thou wilt find
  The  golden island in thy deepest heart.
1 This is explained in part by the  unrealistic and clumsy scission between a religious world and a secular world,  the latter never having been integrated normally into the religion, whence the Renaissance  on the one hand and the Reformation on the other. The specifically worldly  character of male dress subsequently becomes even more accentuated and gives  rise, throughout history and in the same way as female dress, to an unbalanced  lurching between contrary excesses, ending with the sort of barbarous  nothingness that prevails in our own age.
  2 Ahadith (Arabic, plural of hadith):  sayings of the Prophet Muhammad.
  3 In Islam all the  prophets are represented as wearing turbans, sometimes of differing colors  according to the symbolism.
  4 When Saint Vincent de Paul designed  the headdress of the Sisters of Charity, he intended to impose on their gaze a  kind of reminiscence of monastic isolation.
  5 Khalwah (Arabic): spiritual retreat.
  6 As is proven by history, the sense of  the sacred does not exclude ferocity, with the Red Indians any less than with  the Zenist Samurai or with our very Christian knights of the Middle Ages.
  7 In this respect one may recall that  the great Abd al-Qadir al-Jilani was traditionally called “the Great Hawk.”
  8 According to the  French authors Thévenin and Coze it is “the most majestic headdress ever conceived  by the human genius” (Moeurs et Histoire des   Peaux-Rouges). Sometimes the feather bonnet is adorned with  the horns of the buffalo, which adds to it a pontifical symbol. The feathered  spear—the solar ray—prolongs the headdress in a dynamic and combative mode.
  9 Neither did Shintoism  have a figurative art before the arrival of Buddhism.
  10 Highly significant, in its very  exaggeration, was the reaction of a Sioux chief— quoted by Charles Eastman in The  Indian Today—on being shown a picture gallery. “So this is the white  man’s strange wisdom,” he exclaimed. “He cuts down the forests which have stood  in pride and grandeur for centuries, he tears up the breast of our mother the  earth, and befouls the streams of clear water; without pity he disfigures the  paintings and monuments of God and then bedaubs a surface with color and calls  it a masterpiece!” In this connection it must be pointed out that the painting  of the Red Indians is a writing, or, to be more precise, a pictography.