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he loves them. All the more wonderful it is that tenderness
has not softened the artist in him too much, so as to result in
the pretty-pretty and shallow. There is charm without sentimen-
tality in what he offers.
Among the cats the large tomcat striding along the leads, as it
were, or, if you like, on top of a fence in search of prey, is a most
striking specimen. The silhouette is very powerful ; the stealthy
manner, the soft yet springy step, are admirably reproduced, and
by a peculiar treatment of the metal—which unfortunately photo-
graphy cannot reproduce—-the uncanny glistening of the feline
eye is splendidly expressed. Lastly, the texture of the fur is sur-
prising, although Kraus has not taken recourse to the graver or
any other help towards finishing off details. H. W. S.
BERLIN.—Among the numerous exhibitions held at the
private galleries during the current year there was one
of particular interest which calls for notice ere the year
has run its course. I refer to the comprehensive dis-
play of Heinrich von Ziigel’s works at the Schulte Galleries in Unter
“MOTHER AND CHILD” (BRONZE)
BY AUGUST KRAUS
start. Kraus however does not proceed
in the direction of an expressly decora-
tive style as far as Gaul does. His
drawing is superb and the anatomy
under the superficies of his figures is
excellent. He has a quick eye for
effective silhouettes, and his purely tech-
nical treatment of bronze is fascinating,
as he imbues it with the piquancy of
a sketch. One feels as it were the
artist’s hand and soul still upon his
work. We are not surfeited with an
elaboration of finish.
Kraus has two delightful specialities,
children and cats. As subjects the
charm of both lies in the direction of
delicacy, and it is. quite remarkable
what an amount of strength Kraus puts
into his work without losing any of this
charm. The winsome awkwardness of
babyhood, its artlessness, the cute—to
use an Americanism—plumpness of its
forms and half-gracefulness of its move-
ments, have found a keen observer in
Kraus. His whole heart is in his work,
otherwise he could not have succeeded
so well in grasping the facts before him.
We need not be told that his little models
are his own children before we feel that “girl tying her sandal” (bronze) by august kraus
he loves them. All the more wonderful it is that tenderness
has not softened the artist in him too much, so as to result in
the pretty-pretty and shallow. There is charm without sentimen-
tality in what he offers.
Among the cats the large tomcat striding along the leads, as it
were, or, if you like, on top of a fence in search of prey, is a most
striking specimen. The silhouette is very powerful ; the stealthy
manner, the soft yet springy step, are admirably reproduced, and
by a peculiar treatment of the metal—which unfortunately photo-
graphy cannot reproduce—-the uncanny glistening of the feline
eye is splendidly expressed. Lastly, the texture of the fur is sur-
prising, although Kraus has not taken recourse to the graver or
any other help towards finishing off details. H. W. S.
BERLIN.—Among the numerous exhibitions held at the
private galleries during the current year there was one
of particular interest which calls for notice ere the year
has run its course. I refer to the comprehensive dis-
play of Heinrich von Ziigel’s works at the Schulte Galleries in Unter
“MOTHER AND CHILD” (BRONZE)
BY AUGUST KRAUS
start. Kraus however does not proceed
in the direction of an expressly decora-
tive style as far as Gaul does. His
drawing is superb and the anatomy
under the superficies of his figures is
excellent. He has a quick eye for
effective silhouettes, and his purely tech-
nical treatment of bronze is fascinating,
as he imbues it with the piquancy of
a sketch. One feels as it were the
artist’s hand and soul still upon his
work. We are not surfeited with an
elaboration of finish.
Kraus has two delightful specialities,
children and cats. As subjects the
charm of both lies in the direction of
delicacy, and it is. quite remarkable
what an amount of strength Kraus puts
into his work without losing any of this
charm. The winsome awkwardness of
babyhood, its artlessness, the cute—to
use an Americanism—plumpness of its
forms and half-gracefulness of its move-
ments, have found a keen observer in
Kraus. His whole heart is in his work,
otherwise he could not have succeeded
so well in grasping the facts before him.
We need not be told that his little models
are his own children before we feel that “girl tying her sandal” (bronze) by august kraus