Vanity of Vanities: Fool’s Cap Map of the World (ca. 1585)
A geographer named Abraham Ortelius produced in 1570 a bound bundle of fifty-three maps. It was the first global atlas, and became a bestseller; Ortelius titled it Theater of the World. A few years later, Jean de Gourmont imposed an “Ortelius projection” — the globe flattened into an oval — onto the visage of a court jester: an imago mundi as feast of fools. And a decade or two after that, an unknown artist made the copperplate engraving featured above, based on its woodcut precursor. The South Pole is where a chin might be, and Borneo near the right cheekbone. This Fool’s Cap Map of the World has become one of the most widely reproduced images from the early modern era, though no one can say precisely what it means. Does the fool represent our world, the vain strivings of its denizens? Or the futility of cartography itself: its presumptions of completeness, the hunt for terra nullius? Perhaps both snickering jesters are present at once.
The quotations plastered across the map mostly concern worldly meaning. We encounter, inscribed left of the cap on a floating cartouche, three responses to life on earth, attributed, respectively, to Democritus of Abdera, Heraclitus of Ephesus, and Epichtonius Cosmopolites. You can “laugh” at its absurdities (deridebat); “weep” over its state (deflebat); or, as with the maker of this map, “portray” its properties (deformabat, a word whose etymology perhaps acknowledges how every cartographic depiction is also a deformation). As our eye roams across the other texts, we find quotations that span the poles of stoicism and pessimism: from “know thyself” to a question that conjures the jester’s cap and bells: “Who does not have donkey’s ears?” Below the map, there’s a line from Ecclesiastes numbering the fools in the world as “infinite”; on the staff, there’s a snippet that echoes Psalm 39: “All things are vanity, by every man living”. And across the fool’s brow, we read: “oh head, worthy of a dose of hellebore”. Hellebore was a medicinal plant associated with purging and thus good for restoring balance to the humors. It was used to treat many things — flatulence, leprosy, sciatica — yet the satirist’s audience would have associated this botanical with insanity. But whose head is diagnosed here exactly? Worldly inhabitants who quest after global knowledge? Or those who peddle it in the form of maps?
