I am reminded that the Islamic world is an antique civilization, closer to Rome than to the modern world, just as China once was as well a couple of centuries back. Now it confronts modernity by fabricating faux Islamic scholarship. All that is and must change.
The West is a long way from Rome. Its emergence is also remarkably unique as well.
All that comprising Islam will soon change and we will all shake our heads sadly at folly such as this.
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Forging Islamic science
Fake miniatures depicting Islamic science have found their way into the most august of libraries and history books. How?
As I prepared to teach my class ‘Science and Islam’ last spring, I
noticed something peculiar about the book I was about to assign to my
students. It wasn’t the text – a wonderful translation of a medieval
Arabic encyclopaedia – but the cover. Its illustration showed scholars
in turbans and medieval Middle Eastern dress, examining the starry sky
through telescopes. The miniature purported to be from the premodern
Middle East, but something was off.
Besides the colours being a bit too vivid, and the brushstrokes a little too clean, what perturbed me were the telescopes. The telescope was known in the Middle East after Galileo developed it in the 17th century, but almost no illustrations or miniatures ever depicted such an object. When I tracked down the full image, two more figures emerged: one also looking through a telescope, while the other jotted down notes while his hand spun a globe – another instrument that was rarely drawn. The starkest contradiction, however, was the quill in the fourth figure’s hand. Middle Eastern scholars had always used reed pens to write. By now there was no denying it: the cover illustration was a modern-day forgery, masquerading as a medieval illustration.
The fake miniature depicting Muslim astronomers is far from an isolated case. One popular image floating around Facebook and Pinterest has worm-like demons cavorting inside a molar. It claims to illustrate the Ottoman conception of dental cavities, a rendition of which has now entered Oxford’s Bodleian Library as part of its collection on ‘Masterpieces of the non-Western book’. Another shows a physician treating a man with what appears to be smallpox. These contemporary images are in fact not ‘reproductions’ but ‘productions’ and even fakes – made to appeal to a contemporary audience by claiming to depict the science of a distant Islamic past.
From Istanbul’s tourist shops, these works have ventured far afield. They have have found their way into conference posters, education websites, and museum and library collections. The problem goes beyond gullible tourists and the occasional academic being duped: many of those who study and publicly present the history of Islamic science have committed themselves to a similar sort of fakery. There now exist entire museums filled with reimagined objects, fashioned in the past 20 years but intended to represent the venerable scientific traditions of the Islamic world.
The irony is that these fake miniatures and objects are the product of a well-intentioned desire: a desire to integrate Muslims into a global political community through the universal narrative of science. That wish seems all the more pressing in the face of a rising tide of Islamophobia. But what happens when we start fabricating objects for the tales we want to tell? Why do we reject the real material remnants of the Islamic past for their confected counterparts? What exactly is the picture of science in Islam that are we hoping to find? These fakes reveal more than just a preference for fiction over truth. Instead, they point to a larger problem about the expectations that scholars and the public alike saddle upon the Islamic past and its scientific legacy.
Besides the colours being a bit too vivid, and the brushstrokes a little too clean, what perturbed me were the telescopes. The telescope was known in the Middle East after Galileo developed it in the 17th century, but almost no illustrations or miniatures ever depicted such an object. When I tracked down the full image, two more figures emerged: one also looking through a telescope, while the other jotted down notes while his hand spun a globe – another instrument that was rarely drawn. The starkest contradiction, however, was the quill in the fourth figure’s hand. Middle Eastern scholars had always used reed pens to write. By now there was no denying it: the cover illustration was a modern-day forgery, masquerading as a medieval illustration.
The fake miniature depicting Muslim astronomers is far from an isolated case. One popular image floating around Facebook and Pinterest has worm-like demons cavorting inside a molar. It claims to illustrate the Ottoman conception of dental cavities, a rendition of which has now entered Oxford’s Bodleian Library as part of its collection on ‘Masterpieces of the non-Western book’. Another shows a physician treating a man with what appears to be smallpox. These contemporary images are in fact not ‘reproductions’ but ‘productions’ and even fakes – made to appeal to a contemporary audience by claiming to depict the science of a distant Islamic past.
From Istanbul’s tourist shops, these works have ventured far afield. They have have found their way into conference posters, education websites, and museum and library collections. The problem goes beyond gullible tourists and the occasional academic being duped: many of those who study and publicly present the history of Islamic science have committed themselves to a similar sort of fakery. There now exist entire museums filled with reimagined objects, fashioned in the past 20 years but intended to represent the venerable scientific traditions of the Islamic world.
The irony is that these fake miniatures and objects are the product of a well-intentioned desire: a desire to integrate Muslims into a global political community through the universal narrative of science. That wish seems all the more pressing in the face of a rising tide of Islamophobia. But what happens when we start fabricating objects for the tales we want to tell? Why do we reject the real material remnants of the Islamic past for their confected counterparts? What exactly is the picture of science in Islam that are we hoping to find? These fakes reveal more than just a preference for fiction over truth. Instead, they point to a larger problem about the expectations that scholars and the public alike saddle upon the Islamic past and its scientific legacy.
There aren’t many books left in
the old booksellers’ market in Istanbul today – but there are quite a
few fake miniatures, sold to the tourists flocking to the Grand Bazaar
next door. Some of these miniatures show images of ships or monsters,
while others prompt a juvenile giggle with their display of sexual acts.
Often, they’re accompanied by some gibberish Arabic written in a shaky
hand. Many, perhaps the majority, are depictions of science in the
Middle East: a pharmacist selling drugs to turbaned men, a doctor
castrating a hermaphrodite, a group of scholars gazing through a
telescope or gathering around a map.
To
the discerning eye, most of the miniatures these men sell are
recognisably fake. The artificial pigments are too bright, the subject
matter too crude. Unsurprisingly, they still find willing buyers among
local and foreign tourists. Some images, on occasion, state that they
are modern creations, with the artist signing off with a recent date in
the Islamic calendar. Others are more duplicitous. The forgers tear
pages out of old manuscripts and printed books, and paint over the text
to give the veneer of old writing and paper. They can even stamp fake
ownership seals onto the image.
With these additions, the
miniatures quickly become difficult to identify as fraudulent once they
leave the confines of the market and make their way on to the internet.
Stock photo services in particular play a key role in disseminating
these images, making them readily available to use in presentations and
articles in blogs and magazines. From there, the pictures move on to the
main platforms of our vernacularised visual culture: Instagram,
Facebook, Pinterest, Google. In this digital environment, even experts
on the Islamic world can mistake these images for the authentic and
antique.
The forger transforms a scholar raising a sextant to his eye into a man using a telescope
The
internet itself has become a source of fantastic inspiration for
forgers. The drawing supposedly depicting the Ottoman view of dental
cavities, for example, emerged after a similar picture of an
18th-century French ivory surfaced on the internet. Other forgers simply
copy well-known miniatures, such as the illustration of the short-lived
observatory in 16th-century Istanbul, in which turbaned men take
measurements with a variety of instruments on a table. This miniature –
reliably located in the Rare Books Library of Istanbul University – is
found in a Persian chronicle praising Sultan Murad III, who ordered the
observatory built in 1574, and subsequently had it demolished a few
years afterwards.
Even if its imitations look crude, they still find audiences – such as those who visit the 2013 ‘Science in Islam’ exhibition website
at the Museum of the History of Science in Oxford. The site, which aims
to educate secondary-school children, took the image from a similar
site run by the Whipple Museum of the History of Science at the
University of Cambridge – which in turn acquired it a year earlier from a
dealer in Istanbul, according to the museum’s own records. Meanwhile,
another well-respected institution, the Wellcome Collection in London,
specialises in objects from the history of medicine; it includes several
poorly copied miniatures demonstrating Islamic models of the body, written over with a bizarre pseudo-Arabic and with no given source.
A
few images, though, are invented from whole cloth, such as a depiction
of a man with what appears to be smallpox, nervously consulting with a
pharmacist and doctor. More troubling still are the images that artists
alter to match our own expectations. The picture on the cover of the
book I was going to assign my students, with men looking at the night
sky through a telescope, borrows from the figures in the Istanbul
observatory miniature. However, the forger easily transforms a scholar
raising a sextant to his eye, to measure the angular distance between
astronomical bodies, into a man using a telescope in the same pose. It
is a subtle change but it alters the meaning of the image significantly –
pasting in an instrument of which we have no visual depictions in
Islamic sources, but that we readily associate with the act of astronomy
today.
In the corner of Gülhane
Park in Istanbul, down the hill from the former Ottoman palace and Hagia
Sofia, lies the Museum for the History of Science and Technology in
Islam (İslam Bilim ve Teknoloji Tarihi Müzesi). A visitor
begins with astronomical instruments – astrolabes and quadrants
(thankfully, no telescopes). As you move through the displays, the
exhibits shift from instruments of war and optics to examples of
chemistry and mechanics, becoming increasingly fantastical with each
room. Glass cages of beakers follow alembics in elaborate contraptions.
At the end, one reaches the section on engineering. Here, you find the
bizarre machines of Ismail al-Jazari, a 12th-century scholar often
called the Muslim father of engineering. His contraptions resemble
medieval versions of Rube Goldberg machines: think of a water clock in
the shape of a mahout, sitting on top of an elephant or other pieces.
There’s
only one catch. All the objects on display are actually reproductions
or completely imagined objects. None of the objects is older than a
decade or two, and indeed there are no historical objects in the museum
at all. Instead, the astrolabes and quadrants, for example, are
recreated from pieces in other museums. The war machines and the giant
astronomical instruments are typically scaled-down models that can fit
in a medium-sized room. The intricate chemistry contraptions, of which
no copy has ever been found in the Middle East, are created solely to
populate the museum.
By itself, this conjuring act isn’t
necessarily a problem. Some of the pieces are genuinely rare, and others
might not exist today but are useful to see recreated in models and
miniatures. What makes this museum unique is its near total refusal to
collect actual historical objects. The museum never explicitly addresses
or justifies the fact that its entire collection is composed of
recreations; it simply presents them in glass display cases, with no
attempt to situate them in a narrative about the history of the Middle
East, other than simply stating the dates and location of their
originals.
Both the fakes and the museum are meant to evoke wonder in the viewers today
The
origins of the bulk of the museum’s collection becomes clearer when you
look at the photographs behind the displays: many objects were
recreated from the illustrations of medieval manuscripts containing
similar-looking devices. The most famous of these are the extraordinary
images of al-Jazari’s contraptions, taken from his book The Book of Knowledge of Ingenious Mechanical Devices.
While the machines should work, in theory, none has been known to
survive. It might even be that their designer didn’t intend them to be
built in the first place.
Just what is the role of a museum,
specifically a history museum, that contains no genuine historical
objects? Istanbul’s museum of Islamic science isn’t an isolated case.
The same approach marks the Sabuncuoğlu History of Medicine Museum in
Amasya in northern Turkey, as well as the Leonardo da Vinci museum in
Milan, which brings to life the feverish mechanisms that the inventor
sketched out in the pages of his notebooks.
Unlike the fake
miniatures, these institutions weren’t built with the purpose of duping
unsuspecting tourists and museums. The man behind the Islamic science
museum in Istanbul is the late Fuat Sezgin, formerly at the University
of Frankfurt. He was a respected scholar who compiled and published
multiple sources on Islamic science. But his project shares certain key
qualities with the fake miniatures. They create objects that adhere to
our contemporary understandings of what ‘doing science’ looks like, and
treat images of Islamic science as if they are literal and direct
representations of objects and people that existed in the past.
Most
importantly, perhaps, both the fakes and the museum are meant to evoke
wonder in the viewers today. There is nothing inherently wrong with
wonder, of course; it can spur viewers to question and investigate the
natural world. Zakariya al-Qazwini, the 13th-century author who
described the world’s curious and spectacular phenomena in his book Wonders of Creation,
defined wonder as that ‘sense of bewilderment a person feels because of
his inability to understand the cause of a thing’.
Princes used to read
the heavily illustrated books of al-Jazari in this manner, not as
practical engineering manuals, but as descriptions of devices that were
beyond their comprehension. And we still look at al-Jazari’s recreated
items with a sense of awe, even if we now grasp their mechanics – just
that, today, we marvel at the fact that they were made by Muslims.
What
drives the spread of these images and objects is the desire to use some
totemic vision of science to redeem Islam – as a religion, culture or
people – from the Islamophobia of recent times. Equating science and
technology with modernity is common enough. Before the current political
toxicity took hold, I would have taught a class on Arab Science, rather than Islam
and Science. Yet in a world that’s all too willing to vilify Islam as
the antithesis of civilisation, it seems better to try and uphold a
message that science is a global project in which all of humanity has
participated.
This embracing sentiment sits behind ‘1,001
Inventions’, a travelling exhibit on Islamic science that has frequented
many of the world’s museums, and has now become a permanent,
peripatetic entity. The feel-good motto reads: ‘Discover a Golden Age,
Inspire a Better Future’. To non-Muslims, this might suggest that the
followers of Islam are rational beings after all, capable of taking part
in a shared civilisation. To Muslim believers, meanwhile, it might
imply that a lost world of technological mastery was indeed available to
them, had they remained on the straight path. In this way, ‘1,001
Inventions’ draws an almost direct line between reported flight from the
top of Galata Tower in 17th-century Istanbul and 20th-century Moon
exploration.
With these ideals in mind, do the ends justify the
means? Using a reproduction or fake to draw attention to the rich and
oft-overlooked intellectual legacy of the Middle East and South Asia
might be a small price to pay for widening the circle of cross-cultural
curiosity. If the material remains of the science do not exist, or don’t
fit the narrative we wish to construct, then maybe it’s acceptable to
imaginatively reconstruct them. Faced with the gap between our scant
knowledge of the actual intellectual endeavours of bygone Muslims, and
the imagined Islamic past upon which we’ve laid our weighty
expectations, we indulge in the ‘freedom’ to recreate. Textbooks and
museums rush to publish proof of Muslims’ scientific exploits. In this
way, wittingly and unwittingly, they propagate images that they believe
exemplify an idealised version of Islamic science: those telescopes,
clocks, machines and medical instruments that cry ‘modernity!’ to even
the most casual or skeptical observer.
However, there is a dark
side to this progressive impulse. It is an offshoot of a creeping, and
paternalistic, tendency to reject the real pieces of Islamic
heritage for its reimagined counterparts. Something is lost when we
reduce the Islamic history of science to a few recognisably modern
objects, and go so far as to summon up images from thin air. We lose
sight of important traditions of learning that were not
visually depicted, whether artisanal or scholastic. We also leave out
those domains later deemed irrational or unmodern, such as alchemy and
astrology.
This selection is not just a question of preferences,
but also of priorities. Instead of spending millions of dollars to build
and house these reimagined productions, museums could have bought,
collected and gathered actual objects. Until recently, for instance,
Rebul Pharmacy in Istanbul displayed its own private collection of
historical medical instruments – whereas the Museum for the History of
Science and Technology in Islam chose to craft new ones. A purposeful
choice has therefore been made to ignore existing objects, because what does remain doesn’t lend itself to the narrative that the museum wishes to tell.
The false miniatures are painted on the ripped-out pages of centuries-old manuscripts to add to their historicity
Perhaps
there’s a worry that the actual remnants of Islamic science simply
can’t arouse the necessary wonder; perhaps they can’t properly reveal
that Muslims, too, created works of recognisable genius. Using actual
artefacts to achieve this end might demand more of viewers, and require a
different and more involved mode of explanation. But failing to embrace
this challenge means we lose an opportunity to expand the scope of what
counted as genius or reflected wonder in the Islamic past. This
flattening of time and space impoverishes audiences and palliates their
prejudices, without their knowledge and even while posing as enrichment.
We’re
still left with the question, though, of the harm done by the
proliferation of these reimagined images and objects. When I’ve raised
it with colleagues, some have argued that, even if these works are
inauthentic, at least they invite students to learn about the premodern
Middle East. The sentiment would be familiar to the historian Anthony
Grafton, who has observed
that the line between the forger and critic is extremely thin. Each
sets out, with many of the same tools, to make the past relevant
according to the changing circumstances of the present. It’s just that,
while the forger dresses new objects in the clothes of the past to fit
our current concerns, the critic explains that today’s circumstances
differ from those of the past, and retains and discards certain aspects
as she sees fit.
Grafton ultimately sides with the critic: the
forger, he says, is fundamentally ‘irresponsible; however good his ends
and elegant his techniques, he lies. It seems inevitable, then, that a
culture that tolerates forgery will debase its own intellectual
currency, sometimes past redemption.’ As fakes and fictions enter our
digital bloodstream, they start to replace the original images, and
transform our baseline notions of what actually was the science of the
past. In the case of the false miniatures, many are painted on the
ripped-out pages of centuries-old manuscripts to add to their
historicity, literally destroying authentic artefacts to craft new
forgeries.
In an era when merchants of doubt and propagators of
fake news manipulate public discourse, recommitting ourselves to
transparency and critique seems like the only solution. Certainly, a
good dose of these virtues is part of any cure. But in all these cases,
as with the museum, it’s never quite clear who bears responsibility for
the deception. We often wish to discover a scheming mastermind behind
every act of forgery, whether the Russian state or a disgruntled
pseudo-academic – exploiting the social bonds of our trust, and whose
fraud can be rectified only by a greater authority. The responsibility
to establish truth, however, doesn’t only lie in the hands of the
critics and forgers, but also in our own actions as consumers and
disseminators. Each time we choose to share an image online, or
patronise certain museums, we lend them credibility. Yet, the solution
might also demand more than a simple reassertion of the value of truth
over fiction, of facts over lies. After all, every work of history,
whether a book or a museum, is also partially an act of fiction in its
attempt to recount a past that we can no longer access.
A
mile away from the museum of Islamic science in Istanbul, nestled in
the alleys of the Çukurcuma neighbourhood, resides another museum of
invented objects and tales. This one, though, is dedicated not to
Islamic scientific inventions but to an author’s melancholic vision of
love and, as it happens, Istanbul’s material past. The Museum of
Innocence is the handiwork of the Turkish Nobel Prize-winning novelist
Orhan Pamuk, whose collected and created objects form the skeleton upon
which his 2008 book of the same name is built. Its protagonist, Kemal,
slowly leads the reader and the museum-goer through his aborted
relationship with his beloved, Füsun. Each chapter corresponds to one of
the museum’s small dioramas, which exhibit a collection of objects from
the novel. Vintage restaurant cards, old rakı bottles and
miniature ceramic dogs to be placed atop television sets are delicately
arranged in little displays, often with Pamuk’s own paintings as a
backdrop.
Behind the museum, though, lies a fictional narrative –
and that very fact destabilises our expectations of what the objects in a
museum can and should do. Did Pamuk write the novel and then collect
objects to fit it, or vice versa? It’s never entirely clear which came
first. Pamuk’s opus confronts us with a question: do we tell stories
from the objects we collect, or do we collect the objects to tell the
stories we desire? The different approaches are, in fact, two sides of
the same coin. We collect materials that adhere to our imagined stories,
and we craft our narratives according to the objects and sources at
hand.
The Museum of Innocence occupies a special place on a
spectrum of possibility about how we interact with history. At opposite
ends of this spectrum sit the fake miniatures and the fantastical
objects of Islamic science, respectively. The miniatures circulate on
the internet on their own, often removed from any narrative and divorced
from their original sources, open to any interpretation that a viewer
sees fit. By contrast, the constructed objects in museums of Islamic
science have been consciously brought into this world to serve a
defensive narrative of Muslim genius – a narrative that the museums’
founders believed they couldn’t extract from the actual historical
objects.
Pamuk’s museum, though, strikes a balance. As one stands
in front of Pamuk’s exhibits of pocket watches and photographs of
beauty pageants, one slowly examines the objects, imagining how they
were used, perhaps listening to a recording of Pamuk’s stories to
animate them. It is through his display cases, paintings and writing
that the objects come to life. Yet, viewers also see the bottles of rakı
and other ephemera outside the confines of Pamuk’s narrative. He
displays a commitment to the objects themselves, and lets them tell
their tale without holding a naive belief in their objective power. This
approach grants Pamuk’s museum an intellectual honesty lacking in
Sezgin’s museum of Islamic science.
By neglecting actual historical objects, and championing their reimagined counterparts, we efface the past
What
is ultimately missing from the fake miniatures, and from the Museum for
the History of Science and Technology in Islam, are the very lives of
the individuals that fill Pamuk’s museum. Faced with fantasy or forgery,
we are left to stand in awe of the telescopes and alembics, marvelling
that Muslims built them, but knowing little of the actual artisans and
scholars, Muslim and non-Muslim alike. In these lives lies the true
history of science in Islamic world: a midwife’s preparation of herbs; a
hospital doctor’s list of medicines for the pious poor; an astrologer’s
horoscope for an aspiring lieutenant; an imam’s astronomical
measurements for timing the call to prayer; a logician’s trial of a new
syllogism; a silversmith’s metallurgic experimentation; an
encyclopaedist’s classification of plants; or a judge’s algebraic
calculations for dividing an inheritance. These lives are not easily
researched, as demonstrated by the anaemic state of the field. However,
by refusing to collect and display actual historical objects, and
instead championing their reimagined counterparts, we efface these
people of the past.
Focusing on these lives requires some fiction,
to be sure. A museum or book would have to embrace the absences and
gaps in our knowledge. Instead of shyly nudging the actual objects out
of view, and filling the lacunae with fabrications, it would need to
bring actual historical artefacts to the fore. It might take inspiration
from the Whipple Museum and even collect forgeries of scientific
instruments as important cultural objects in their own right. Yes, we
might have to abandon the clickbaity pictures of turbaned astronomers
with telescopes that our image-obsessed culture seems to crave. We would
have to adapt a different vision of science and of visual culture, a
subtler one that does not reduce scientific practice to a few emblems of
modernity. But perhaps this is what it means to cultivate a ‘sense of
bewilderment’, to use al-Qazwini’s phrase – a new sense of wonder that
elicits marvel from the lives of women and men in the past. That would
be a genuinely fresh form of seeing; an acknowledgement that something
can be valuable, even when we do not recognise it.
The writer wishes to thank the following people for their help in tracking down the origins of some of the fake miniatures: Elias Muhanna, the author of the book at the beginning of the essay; Josh Nall, the curator of the Whipple Museum of History of Science in Cambridge; and Christiane Gruber, a professor in the history of art at the University of Michigan.
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