Studio: international art (38.1906)

Studio-Talk

especially a group of horses dragging a block of
marble. These things impress one, and the young
sculptor would make an even greater effect if
M. P. Troubetzkoi had not created this type before
him. In art it is not only a question of doing good
work, but also of “ getting there first.” M.
Troubetzkoi himself is also represented at Milan,
but his bronzes have nothing new to tell us. I
observed also Bistolfi’s monument to Segantini, to
be set up on the Maloia where the great pointilliste
died.

But enough for the moment. On another
occasion we may have an opportunity of glancing
at the black-and-white work and at the decorative
art section, which, unlike the architecture, the
painting and the sculpture at Milan, is not at all
national. Alfredo Melani.

STUDIO-TALIC

(From our own Correspondents)

LONDON.—-At a meeting of the Royal
Society of British Artists held on June
12th, Mr. Alfred East, A.R.A., was
elected President. We feel sure that
this choice is a judicious
one and augurs well for the
future of the society.

Two other appointments
of great interest have to be
chronicled — that of Sir
Charles Holroyd as Keeper
of the National Gallery,
and Mr. D. S. MacColl to
the Tate Gallery, and to
both of them we offer our
congratulations. Both ap-
pointments are perhaps as
good as any that could be
made.

In our notes last month
on the Belgian and Flemish
Exhibition at the Guildhall,
in dealing with the modern
side of it, the work of M.
Fernand Khnopff called for
particular attention. His
picture, The Secret, repro-
duced here, is amongst the
works there, and is an ex-
cellent example of his fine
painting and that note of
mysticism to which we

made reference. A side of his art less known in
England is that of his landscapes; here as in his
figure-subjects there is a sense of the mystery that
surrounds man and nature alike. We are enabled
to reproduce as a coloured supplement one of his
later landscapes which will, we hope, convey to
some extent the dignity of conception and refined
sense of colour which express themselves in his
landscape work.

By the recent death of Mr. H. B. Brabazon, the
eminent water-colour painter, the world of art has
lost one of its most interesting personalities. Mr.
Brabazon was in his eighty-fourth year. Of the
country squire class, he has been described as a
splendid type of the old-world gentleman. He
practised his art in seclusion as an amateur during
the greater part of his life. It was not until he
was in his seventy-third year, that he was persuaded
against his own modest reluctance by Mr. J. S.
Sargent to hold his first exhibition in London.
To artists, the simplicity and breadth of his work
and his rare gifts as a colourist never failed to
appeal.