International studio (25.1905)

contemporary painters, like Lavery, Mark Fisher,
C. H. Shannon, Rothenstein, Orpen, and Wilson
Steer, has created something of a furore in
Dublin, and an effort is being made to secure
some at least of these works as the nucleus
of the proposed gallery. It is entirely owing to
the energy and public spirit of Mr. Hugh Lane
that the holding of this unique exhibition was
made possible, and it is to be hoped that he will
' see the reward of his labours in the foundation of
a new gallery in Dublin, in which the best modern
work will find a home.
*H *^ARIS.—The Autumn Salon of 1904
! ^ amply fulfilled the promise shown on
the first occasion of the kind. Here
* all is innovation, and often innovation
of the happiest sort. The works are displayed in
the fine apartments of the Grand Palais under the
direction of an associate chosen for the purpose.
This year it was M. Desvallieres, who had the
good taste to mingle in harmonious arrangement
paintings, sculpture and works of art, thus creating
a most pleasing effect.

Another innovation. The Salon d'Automne
organises every year exhibitions by one or
more artists. This year there was a Puvis de
Chavannes room; and this display, which ought to
have been arranged long since by the Societe
Nationale, sufficed of itself to attract to the Grand
Palais all those who are interested in art, for here
were to be seen several very fine and varied works
by our great Puvis, whose admirable portrait by
Marcelin Desboutin also figured in the display.
Soon, let us hope, it will find its place in one of
the permanent art galleries. In addition to the
Chavannes gallery we have had here private
displays by four artists essentially differing in ten-
dency—Paul Cezanne, Odilon Redon, Renoir and
Toulouse-Lautrec.

Despite the systematic opposition shown to the
new Society by the Socidtd Nationale des Beaux-
Arts, which forgets that it was once young itself—
twelve years ago—one may find here a considerable
number of artists who have emigrated from the
other Salons, attracted by the eclecticism of the
Salon d'Automne. Of such I will not speak now, as


" THE TOWER BRIDGE

FROM A LITHOGRAPH BY ANDRE SUREDA