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HOOK-COVER HY C. MERE AND E. WALDRAEE
in these columns, has just held an exhibition at
Georges Petit's. The work there shown—three
pieces of which are illustrated on page 2gy—con-
ftrmed us in our favourable opinion of his talents.
M. Clement Mere and M. Frantz Waidraff,
two busy collaborators who exhibit at the Societe
Nationale, have reaiised ciearly that art-binding
has a new to piay, and in this direction
their efforts—for which we must wish all success
—wiii tend. And, meantime, whiie they are
bringing about the evoiution one can foresee
in the case of artists showing so thorough a
mastery of aii the processes, we may remember
how happy were sorne of their iatest pro-
ductions. ' At the iast Saion of the Societe
Nationale their show-case was one that deserved
the interest it aroused. Among their exhibits
two especially attracted me; one, a binding for
" Les Prieres" of the poet Francis Jammes,
with big white flowers in the foreground Stand-
ing out against a twiiight sky; and the other
a binding for Loti's " Mon Frere Yves," of
a simple and bold appearance which pleased
me greatly. _
M. Pierre Roche is one of those artists whom
it is always a pleasure to meet again in the
exhibitions, so great is the variety of his methods
and his inspiration. One is astonished to discover
how much this artist knows of things, how in-
genious is his fancy, how sure his knowledge.
Indeed, he is so "various" in his manifestations
that in the eye of the great public he does not
hold that place which is really his due; more-
over, he sometimes disconcerts the somewhat
superficial In reality Pierre Roche
has a very original talent. His experiments
in gypsography, which strike the eye like a
lithograph in colours, and his glass-work are
curiously novel. He has done much, too, in
ceramic work : in collaboration with Bigot, who
has always carried out his ideas admirably, he
has sought and found many new In one
of his fountains he has grasped the practical and
decorative utility of stoneware. There is nothing,
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HOOK-COVER HY C. MERE AND E. WALDRAEE
in these columns, has just held an exhibition at
Georges Petit's. The work there shown—three
pieces of which are illustrated on page 2gy—con-
ftrmed us in our favourable opinion of his talents.
M. Clement Mere and M. Frantz Waidraff,
two busy collaborators who exhibit at the Societe
Nationale, have reaiised ciearly that art-binding
has a new to piay, and in this direction
their efforts—for which we must wish all success
—wiii tend. And, meantime, whiie they are
bringing about the evoiution one can foresee
in the case of artists showing so thorough a
mastery of aii the processes, we may remember
how happy were sorne of their iatest pro-
ductions. ' At the iast Saion of the Societe
Nationale their show-case was one that deserved
the interest it aroused. Among their exhibits
two especially attracted me; one, a binding for
" Les Prieres" of the poet Francis Jammes,
with big white flowers in the foreground Stand-
ing out against a twiiight sky; and the other
a binding for Loti's " Mon Frere Yves," of
a simple and bold appearance which pleased
me greatly. _
M. Pierre Roche is one of those artists whom
it is always a pleasure to meet again in the
exhibitions, so great is the variety of his methods
and his inspiration. One is astonished to discover
how much this artist knows of things, how in-
genious is his fancy, how sure his knowledge.
Indeed, he is so "various" in his manifestations
that in the eye of the great public he does not
hold that place which is really his due; more-
over, he sometimes disconcerts the somewhat
superficial In reality Pierre Roche
has a very original talent. His experiments
in gypsography, which strike the eye like a
lithograph in colours, and his glass-work are
curiously novel. He has done much, too, in
ceramic work : in collaboration with Bigot, who
has always carried out his ideas admirably, he
has sought and found many new In one
of his fountains he has grasped the practical and
decorative utility of stoneware. There is nothing,
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