DOI Heft:
Nr. 243 (May, 1917)
DOI Artikel:Powell, Edith Wood: The introspectives
DOI Seite / Zitierlink:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.43464#0243
The Introspecti/ves
upon the preacher. We shah not refrain from
admitting, therefore—with the hope that we shah
not display too much human nature, however, that
the work of Jennings Tofel shows at times an in-
comprehensible disregard for perspective, as if
distance were non-existent and the world is not a
becoming, but an arbitrary and suspended state
of soul, stratified, blocked and perpendicular.
This effect may be intended. But more than this,
we perceive his work may not attract; it is lia-
his Adam and Eve and his Death and the Girl—
that he has a surpassing gift for line and compo-
sition and that he has already given us utterly
exquisite productions.
On the other hand, in Benjamin D. Kopman,
we never fail to find the thrill of colour that
charms like magic, and surprises as when a bird
sings suddenly in the fields. He is the inevitable
painter—one of the few—“a born painter” in the
old phrase, whose medium, beyond a question, is
Exhibited at the Knoedler Galleries
SPRING AWAKING EARTH
BY TORA BORJESON WILBERFORCE
ble to seem immature, obstinate, eccentric or
morbid. Yet nothing could be further from super-
ficial, for, if we examine it open-mindedly, we
find rare poetic quality, beautiful singing pas-
sages and colour minutely delighted in. We may
not deny that we do not respond to Claude Buck’s
Pre-Raphaelitism—his prettiness even sometimes
—and that we are not moved by certain of his
recent experiments. Yet it is not long before we
discern that he is extraordinarily uneven, and that
at his best—and this is in his small pictures, like
colour, and not marble or black-and-white. In
him we always expect also an aloof and inviolable
independence, and a message never commonplace
or a dream that has been brooded over until it is
drained of significance and uttered to the faintest
sigh. Abraham Harriton is characterized by a
similar intensity, and of the four, has perhaps
attained the greatest constancy in organizing his
powers. There is a certain desperate efficiency in
him, and his ability is undeniable.
In regard to the guests of the Introspective
XCIII
upon the preacher. We shah not refrain from
admitting, therefore—with the hope that we shah
not display too much human nature, however, that
the work of Jennings Tofel shows at times an in-
comprehensible disregard for perspective, as if
distance were non-existent and the world is not a
becoming, but an arbitrary and suspended state
of soul, stratified, blocked and perpendicular.
This effect may be intended. But more than this,
we perceive his work may not attract; it is lia-
his Adam and Eve and his Death and the Girl—
that he has a surpassing gift for line and compo-
sition and that he has already given us utterly
exquisite productions.
On the other hand, in Benjamin D. Kopman,
we never fail to find the thrill of colour that
charms like magic, and surprises as when a bird
sings suddenly in the fields. He is the inevitable
painter—one of the few—“a born painter” in the
old phrase, whose medium, beyond a question, is
Exhibited at the Knoedler Galleries
SPRING AWAKING EARTH
BY TORA BORJESON WILBERFORCE
ble to seem immature, obstinate, eccentric or
morbid. Yet nothing could be further from super-
ficial, for, if we examine it open-mindedly, we
find rare poetic quality, beautiful singing pas-
sages and colour minutely delighted in. We may
not deny that we do not respond to Claude Buck’s
Pre-Raphaelitism—his prettiness even sometimes
—and that we are not moved by certain of his
recent experiments. Yet it is not long before we
discern that he is extraordinarily uneven, and that
at his best—and this is in his small pictures, like
colour, and not marble or black-and-white. In
him we always expect also an aloof and inviolable
independence, and a message never commonplace
or a dream that has been brooded over until it is
drained of significance and uttered to the faintest
sigh. Abraham Harriton is characterized by a
similar intensity, and of the four, has perhaps
attained the greatest constancy in organizing his
powers. There is a certain desperate efficiency in
him, and his ability is undeniable.
In regard to the guests of the Introspective
XCIII