THE STUDIO
THE LATE. T. W. WATERHOUSE, R.A. that is entirely his own- and Sathers round hkn
a body of sympathizers to whom his art makes
THERE is a certain polite convention an irresistible appeal. Such a one has certainly
which prescribes that only kindly a place to himself, and his death does leave a
things should be said of a dead man. gap into which no other man can step. It is
Death is supposed to silence criticism his personality that earns him the appreciation
and to impose a gentle reticence concerning the he enjoys, his exposition of his own mind and
defects of the friend, or the enemy, who has his own sentiment, not his fidelity to the dogmas
joined the majority. When an artist who has of some recognized and popular school. He
been prominent or popular dies this convention stands alone and he succeeds—or sometimes
demands that his disappearance from the ranks fails—because he is entirely himself. Naturally
of art should be lamented
as a loss to the world, and
that he should be said to
have left a gap which no
one else is qualified to fill.
Yet in many cases this
form of testimony to the
one who is gone is only a
perversion of fact, and a
perversion which over-
values him and depreciates
the other workers with
whom, while he was alive,
he had to compete. Not
many men are indispens-
able, not many stand so
far apart from their fellows
that they cannot be re-
placed or that the work
they have laid down
cannot be taken up and
carried forward by some
one else. Art never dies,
and it is only rarely that
an exponent of one of its
many branches achieves a
position in which he finds
no other man able to
contest his supremacy.
But it happens occasion-
ally that a particular artist
through some special ten-
dencies of temperament, or
by an unusual development
of his powers of expres- the late me. j. w. waterhouse, r.a., in his studio
Sion, makes a reputation (Photograph by Messrs. Elliot and Fry)
LXXI. No. 291.—June 1917
THE LATE. T. W. WATERHOUSE, R.A. that is entirely his own- and Sathers round hkn
a body of sympathizers to whom his art makes
THERE is a certain polite convention an irresistible appeal. Such a one has certainly
which prescribes that only kindly a place to himself, and his death does leave a
things should be said of a dead man. gap into which no other man can step. It is
Death is supposed to silence criticism his personality that earns him the appreciation
and to impose a gentle reticence concerning the he enjoys, his exposition of his own mind and
defects of the friend, or the enemy, who has his own sentiment, not his fidelity to the dogmas
joined the majority. When an artist who has of some recognized and popular school. He
been prominent or popular dies this convention stands alone and he succeeds—or sometimes
demands that his disappearance from the ranks fails—because he is entirely himself. Naturally
of art should be lamented
as a loss to the world, and
that he should be said to
have left a gap which no
one else is qualified to fill.
Yet in many cases this
form of testimony to the
one who is gone is only a
perversion of fact, and a
perversion which over-
values him and depreciates
the other workers with
whom, while he was alive,
he had to compete. Not
many men are indispens-
able, not many stand so
far apart from their fellows
that they cannot be re-
placed or that the work
they have laid down
cannot be taken up and
carried forward by some
one else. Art never dies,
and it is only rarely that
an exponent of one of its
many branches achieves a
position in which he finds
no other man able to
contest his supremacy.
But it happens occasion-
ally that a particular artist
through some special ten-
dencies of temperament, or
by an unusual development
of his powers of expres- the late me. j. w. waterhouse, r.a., in his studio
Sion, makes a reputation (Photograph by Messrs. Elliot and Fry)
LXXI. No. 291.—June 1917