Photographie et Peinture au XIXe siècle, La Naissance de la Photographie 

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As the photographic industry was the refuge of all the painters who were missed, too badly gifted, or too lazy to complete their studies, this universal infatuation carried not only the character of blindness and imbecility, but also the color of revenge. That such a stupid conspiracy, in which one finds, as in all others, the wicked and the dupes, can succeed in an absolute way, I do not believe it, or at least I do not want to believe it; but I am convinced that the poorly applied progress of photography has contributed a great deal, as well as all purely material progress, to the impoverishment of the French artistic genius, already so rare. Modern fatuity may roar, erudite all the borborygms of his round personality, vomit all the indigestible sophisms of which a recent philosophy has stuffed him to mouth-what do you want, it falls to the sense that the industry, bursting in art, it becomes the deadliest enemy, and the confusion of functions prevents any one from being fully fulfilled. Poetry and progress are two ambitious men who hate each other with instinctive hatred, and when they meet in the same path, one must serve the other. If photography is allowed to supplement art in some of its functions, it will soon supplant or corrupt it altogether, thanks to the natural alliance which it will find in the stupidity of the multitude. She must, therefore, return to her true duty, which is to be the servant of the sciences and the arts, but the most humble servant, such as printing and stenography, who have neither created nor supplanted the literature. . That she quickly enriches the album of the traveler and renders in his eyes the precision that would be lacking in his memory, that it decorates the library of the naturalist, exaggerates the microscopic animals, fortifies even some information the hypotheses of the astronomer; that she is finally the secretary and guardian of every one who needs in his profession an absolute material exactitude, until then nothing better. May she save from oblivion the ruins while the books, the prints and the manuscripts that time devours, the precious things whose form will disappear and that require a place in the archives of our memory, it will be thanked and applauded. But if he is allowed to encroach on the domain of the impalpable and the imaginary, on all that is only worth because man adds his soul to it, then woe to us!I know that many will say to me: "The disease you have just explained is that of fools. What man, worthy of the name of artist, and what true amateur has ever confused art with industry? I know it, and yet I will ask them in my turn whether they believe in the contagion of good and evil, in the action of crowds upon individuals, and in the involuntary, forced obedience of the individual to the crowd. That the artist acts on the public, and that the public reacts on the artist, is an incontestable and irresistible law; besides, the facts, terrible witnesses, are easy to study; we can see the disaster. From day to day art diminishes respect for itself, prostrates itself before external reality, and the painter becomes more and more inclined to paint, not what he dreams, but what he sees. However, it is a pleasure to dream, and it was a glory to express what one dreamed; but what am I saying! does he still know this happiness? Will the observer in good faith affirm that the invasion of photography and the great industrial madness are totally foreign to this deplorable result? Is it permissible to suppose that a people whose eyes accustom themselves to consider the results of a material science as the products of the beautiful did not singularly, at the end of a certain time, diminished the faculty of judging and to feel the most ethereal and immaterial?

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