A Roumanian Painter
' A ROUMANIAN HERDSMAN " BY NICULAE GRIGORESCO
small gardens and grass sprouts up between the As I have already said, Grigoresco is nothing
stones of the flag-paved walks. Here, as in else but an artist, with the "naivete" of a child.
Roumania, Grigoresco did not restrict himself to His whole philosophy consists in stopping in front
depicting only the exterior of these delightful of a pretty subject and making a fine painting of it.
nooks and corners ; he observed and represented He has no theory on art, and does not care what
the special types that frequent these old walls : theorists write about it. Scientific researches into
beggars who hold out their wooden bowls at the composition of light are also unknown to him.
the doors of churches trying to soften the heart He obtains such luminous results by such simple
of the "kind Christian" by some pitiful tale; means that one can well understand the reason
old housewives fond of their kitchen and garden; why he sticks to his own method. The painters
children picking flowers or catching butterflies who have this primitive simplicity of feeling are
in the fields; little girls knitting as they walk those concerning whom it is the most difficult to
along highways; washerwomen on the banks of speak without very fully describing their works,
the river, with the linen hanging on cords They do not lend themselves to any other discus-
and flapping about in the drying wind. Some- sion than that which arises between the admirers
times he delights in simply reproducing some old and the detractors of their simple, spontaneous,
dilapidated piece of architecture that has lights and unreasoned works, or amongst the partisans of
suitable for showing up its mysterious grey tones; the most advanced and the most lach'ce school. If
or some deserted courtyard overgrown with weeds, it were absolutely necessary to find out with what
whose melancholy sadness and old-world charm other artist he has points in common, one would
remind one irresistibly of the best descriptive pages name the French painter, Adolphe Felix Cals. At
of Balzac, Loti, or Rene Bazin. any rate, M. Paul Lafond's remarks on the charac-
Last, but not least, Grigoresco is a flower-painter teristics of the French painter can be equally
of quite exceptional ability. In these paintings the applied to Grigoresco : the same deep feeling of
charm of his graceful touch, his bold brush-work, the masses, of the atmosphere and the harmony of
and his fine scheme of colouring are nowhere surroundings; the same love of truth, the same
more apparent, and quite make up for the loss of horror of conventionality, the same want of precise
interest caused by the lack of that exotism of outlines, so that " the heads and the hands of the
Roumanian art which so bewitches us in his work. figures remain confused with the whole painting ";
' A ROUMANIAN HERDSMAN " BY NICULAE GRIGORESCO
small gardens and grass sprouts up between the As I have already said, Grigoresco is nothing
stones of the flag-paved walks. Here, as in else but an artist, with the "naivete" of a child.
Roumania, Grigoresco did not restrict himself to His whole philosophy consists in stopping in front
depicting only the exterior of these delightful of a pretty subject and making a fine painting of it.
nooks and corners ; he observed and represented He has no theory on art, and does not care what
the special types that frequent these old walls : theorists write about it. Scientific researches into
beggars who hold out their wooden bowls at the composition of light are also unknown to him.
the doors of churches trying to soften the heart He obtains such luminous results by such simple
of the "kind Christian" by some pitiful tale; means that one can well understand the reason
old housewives fond of their kitchen and garden; why he sticks to his own method. The painters
children picking flowers or catching butterflies who have this primitive simplicity of feeling are
in the fields; little girls knitting as they walk those concerning whom it is the most difficult to
along highways; washerwomen on the banks of speak without very fully describing their works,
the river, with the linen hanging on cords They do not lend themselves to any other discus-
and flapping about in the drying wind. Some- sion than that which arises between the admirers
times he delights in simply reproducing some old and the detractors of their simple, spontaneous,
dilapidated piece of architecture that has lights and unreasoned works, or amongst the partisans of
suitable for showing up its mysterious grey tones; the most advanced and the most lach'ce school. If
or some deserted courtyard overgrown with weeds, it were absolutely necessary to find out with what
whose melancholy sadness and old-world charm other artist he has points in common, one would
remind one irresistibly of the best descriptive pages name the French painter, Adolphe Felix Cals. At
of Balzac, Loti, or Rene Bazin. any rate, M. Paul Lafond's remarks on the charac-
Last, but not least, Grigoresco is a flower-painter teristics of the French painter can be equally
of quite exceptional ability. In these paintings the applied to Grigoresco : the same deep feeling of
charm of his graceful touch, his bold brush-work, the masses, of the atmosphere and the harmony of
and his fine scheme of colouring are nowhere surroundings; the same love of truth, the same
more apparent, and quite make up for the loss of horror of conventionality, the same want of precise
interest caused by the lack of that exotism of outlines, so that " the heads and the hands of the
Roumanian art which so bewitches us in his work. figures remain confused with the whole painting ";