DOI Heft:
No. 201 (December, 1909)
DOI Artikel:Studio-talk
DOI Seite / Zitierlink:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.20968#0264
Studio-Talk
are usually represented at the " Independants."
I am totally unable to see what is to be the
future of this side of the society, and what can
possibly be the outcome of these really absurd
attempts—frequently nothing more than preten-
tious daubs. There were, however, at the Salon
numbers of works by really serious artists who
know their craft thoroughly but who are neverthe-
less striving ever without cessation to do still better
things. Among these, for example, we found
M. Desvallieres, who paints with such feeling both
still life and portraits ; Abel Truchet, a plein airiste,
who does charming luminous pictures; Morerod,
who exhibited some capital drawings of Spanish
types; Stettler, with a very beautiful picture, Les
communiantes; Ouvre, whose figures are curious
and bizarre; Perrichon, who excels in drawings in
sanguine; Csok, who has the finished touch of the
Old Masters; Taquoy, who merits a place with his
excellent landscapes; Simon Bussy, who showed
some harmonious decorative paintings; Altmann,
whose landscapes one always enjoys seeing; Made-
line, an equally delightful landscapist; and among
the foreigners Schultzberg, a bold and powerful
colourist.
Some of the other exhibitors at this Salon
' a pair ~mortl tq ^ tq ^ ^ ^ ^ by
for they remain at the same time faithful to other
long as they produce good art. A speciality is societies—though this in my eyes does not detract
made here of the introduction of promising talent, a jot from their merit. It was with much pleasure
which has often enough realised expectations, that I paused in front of the poetic landscapes of
Fernand Khnopff again
fascinated by numerous
works abounding in sensi-
tiveness and mystery,
while Cambrier, Bergeret,
Charlet, Courtens, Gilsoul,
Marcette and Mathieu
render reality with dignity
and truthfulness. J. J.
PARIS. — This
year's Salon
d'Automne, like
those which
preceded it, offered us
many and diverse kinds of
art. First of all, one found
here work of the most
advanced order, and—may
we venture on the word ?—
also the maddest produc-
tions of those artists who fountain in glazed crystal by michel mortl
242
are usually represented at the " Independants."
I am totally unable to see what is to be the
future of this side of the society, and what can
possibly be the outcome of these really absurd
attempts—frequently nothing more than preten-
tious daubs. There were, however, at the Salon
numbers of works by really serious artists who
know their craft thoroughly but who are neverthe-
less striving ever without cessation to do still better
things. Among these, for example, we found
M. Desvallieres, who paints with such feeling both
still life and portraits ; Abel Truchet, a plein airiste,
who does charming luminous pictures; Morerod,
who exhibited some capital drawings of Spanish
types; Stettler, with a very beautiful picture, Les
communiantes; Ouvre, whose figures are curious
and bizarre; Perrichon, who excels in drawings in
sanguine; Csok, who has the finished touch of the
Old Masters; Taquoy, who merits a place with his
excellent landscapes; Simon Bussy, who showed
some harmonious decorative paintings; Altmann,
whose landscapes one always enjoys seeing; Made-
line, an equally delightful landscapist; and among
the foreigners Schultzberg, a bold and powerful
colourist.
Some of the other exhibitors at this Salon
' a pair ~mortl tq ^ tq ^ ^ ^ ^ by
for they remain at the same time faithful to other
long as they produce good art. A speciality is societies—though this in my eyes does not detract
made here of the introduction of promising talent, a jot from their merit. It was with much pleasure
which has often enough realised expectations, that I paused in front of the poetic landscapes of
Fernand Khnopff again
fascinated by numerous
works abounding in sensi-
tiveness and mystery,
while Cambrier, Bergeret,
Charlet, Courtens, Gilsoul,
Marcette and Mathieu
render reality with dignity
and truthfulness. J. J.
PARIS. — This
year's Salon
d'Automne, like
those which
preceded it, offered us
many and diverse kinds of
art. First of all, one found
here work of the most
advanced order, and—may
we venture on the word ?—
also the maddest produc-
tions of those artists who fountain in glazed crystal by michel mortl
242