DOI Heft:
No. 300 (March 1918)
DOI Artikel:Mourey, Gabriel: A few words on the death of Rodin
DOI Artikel:Marriott, Charles: Recent drawings by Walter Bayes, A.R.W.S.
DOI Seite / Zitierlink: https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.21356#0068
Recent Paintings by Walter Bayes, A.R.IV.S.
Saint-Cloud, away to the Seine£to the Bois de RECENT PAINTINGS BY WALTER
Boulogne, to Paris itself. How well I recall the BAYES A R W S
hours of intimate talk I had with him, both in the '
days when he was still in the thick of the fight, A I A 0 make use of a homely expression,
and also later when he had become one of the most it would be difficult to point to a
illustrious artists in the whole world, honoured living artist who plays the game
and respected by all. Therewas no change in him: more consistently than Mr. Walter
he was always the same, always full of cordialwel- Bayes. Whether in subject or execution, he
come, always—how shall 1 express it.?—impene- always keeps within the legitimate scope of his
trable—just now I described him as mysterious: chosen art. His works range from still-life
impenetrable seems to me to be the better word, studies, portraits, and landscapes to full-blown
But whence came this impenetrability on the " subject pictures " ; but the subject is always
part of Rodin ? Simply, I believe, from his pictorial; almost puritanically free from ul-
being so jealously absorbed in his work. He terior motive, whether problematical, argu-
never lived save for his work, in his work and by mentative, anecdotal, or sentimental. He works
his work. Nothing else in the world could interest in several mediums, but he uses each one
him. His only real love at bottom was for his scrupulously according to its kind. On the one
own labour and for sculpture generally. hand you feel that he would rather seem un-
In saying that he loved naught on earth apart inspired than admit an appeal or attraction
from his labour and his art, I am, however, not irrelevant to his art ; on the other, that he would
entirely accurate. Rodin loved glory, fame, with rather seem to paint badly than get his effects
a love no less passionate. And well it was so, by using paint out of character,
since, for love of glory, in order to be famous, he This purity of aim and performance gives
worked all Ms life long, without intermission, Mr. Bayes at once a standing amongst his
without resting even for a day, to realize the fellows definite and secure. To appreciate the
result which was to bring him highest honour, distinction one has to remember that a great
the result which he bequeaths to us, and which, many artists, both painters and writers, owe
to ourselves and to generations yet to come, their following to qualities and considerations,
will be a perpetual source of joy and of beauty, interesting in themselves, but as remote from
'BATHERS AT FAIRBOURNE " BY WALTER BAYES, A.R.W.S.
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Saint-Cloud, away to the Seine£to the Bois de RECENT PAINTINGS BY WALTER
Boulogne, to Paris itself. How well I recall the BAYES A R W S
hours of intimate talk I had with him, both in the '
days when he was still in the thick of the fight, A I A 0 make use of a homely expression,
and also later when he had become one of the most it would be difficult to point to a
illustrious artists in the whole world, honoured living artist who plays the game
and respected by all. Therewas no change in him: more consistently than Mr. Walter
he was always the same, always full of cordialwel- Bayes. Whether in subject or execution, he
come, always—how shall 1 express it.?—impene- always keeps within the legitimate scope of his
trable—just now I described him as mysterious: chosen art. His works range from still-life
impenetrable seems to me to be the better word, studies, portraits, and landscapes to full-blown
But whence came this impenetrability on the " subject pictures " ; but the subject is always
part of Rodin ? Simply, I believe, from his pictorial; almost puritanically free from ul-
being so jealously absorbed in his work. He terior motive, whether problematical, argu-
never lived save for his work, in his work and by mentative, anecdotal, or sentimental. He works
his work. Nothing else in the world could interest in several mediums, but he uses each one
him. His only real love at bottom was for his scrupulously according to its kind. On the one
own labour and for sculpture generally. hand you feel that he would rather seem un-
In saying that he loved naught on earth apart inspired than admit an appeal or attraction
from his labour and his art, I am, however, not irrelevant to his art ; on the other, that he would
entirely accurate. Rodin loved glory, fame, with rather seem to paint badly than get his effects
a love no less passionate. And well it was so, by using paint out of character,
since, for love of glory, in order to be famous, he This purity of aim and performance gives
worked all Ms life long, without intermission, Mr. Bayes at once a standing amongst his
without resting even for a day, to realize the fellows definite and secure. To appreciate the
result which was to bring him highest honour, distinction one has to remember that a great
the result which he bequeaths to us, and which, many artists, both painters and writers, owe
to ourselves and to generations yet to come, their following to qualities and considerations,
will be a perpetual source of joy and of beauty, interesting in themselves, but as remote from
'BATHERS AT FAIRBOURNE " BY WALTER BAYES, A.R.W.S.
62