STUDIO-TALK
of water-colours in which the pure,
harmonious lines of the chateau and park
are recorded with generous accents in the
splendour of the golden days of autumn,
and with a sentiment in tune with the
things seen and felt—by an artist who
knows how to find out and reveal the
soul, as it were, of inanimate things. 0
L. H.
MILAN.—In a recent issue of the
" Corriere della Sera " Signor Ugo
Ojetti, the well-known art critic and
editor of " Dedalo," communicates the
result of some correspondence he has
had with M. Igor Grabar, director-
general of the art administration under
the Bolsheviks in Sovietdom. The
powers in Sovdepia, as Russia under (he
regime of the Soviets is called, have
decreed the State ownership of all works
of art, and it appears that M. Grabar's
chief care hitherto has been to collect
and place in safety the art treasures from
the palaces and mansions that have been
sacked and to recover those that have been
stolen. Tens of thousands of works of
art have been brought from the most
remote and out of the way corners of
120
Russia to the large centres, pending their
distribution among the art museums.
Apparently the idea is to create new
museums where they do not already exist,
but M. Grabar's communication leads one
to infer that this ambitious scheme has
not got beyond the stage of meditation.
Paper is so scarce in Sovdepia that M.
Grabar's department has so far been
unable to publish a series of monographs
relating to certain discoveries of ancient
works of art. Nothing is said about the
famous Hermitage Collection, nor about
the treasures of the Kremlin. It is,
however, something of a consolation that
the art administration should be in the
hands of M. Grabar who, besides being
eminent as a painter, is justly esteemed
as the author of a history of Russian art.
COPENHAGEN—Although men may
have attained fame, more or less
transitory, in connection with the art of
the silhouette, it seems quite in harmony
with the eternal fitness of things, that
now at least the other sex is decidedly in
the van. After all, women should be
more at home with a pair of scissors than
men, and that Miss Gudrun Jastrau wields
of water-colours in which the pure,
harmonious lines of the chateau and park
are recorded with generous accents in the
splendour of the golden days of autumn,
and with a sentiment in tune with the
things seen and felt—by an artist who
knows how to find out and reveal the
soul, as it were, of inanimate things. 0
L. H.
MILAN.—In a recent issue of the
" Corriere della Sera " Signor Ugo
Ojetti, the well-known art critic and
editor of " Dedalo," communicates the
result of some correspondence he has
had with M. Igor Grabar, director-
general of the art administration under
the Bolsheviks in Sovietdom. The
powers in Sovdepia, as Russia under (he
regime of the Soviets is called, have
decreed the State ownership of all works
of art, and it appears that M. Grabar's
chief care hitherto has been to collect
and place in safety the art treasures from
the palaces and mansions that have been
sacked and to recover those that have been
stolen. Tens of thousands of works of
art have been brought from the most
remote and out of the way corners of
120
Russia to the large centres, pending their
distribution among the art museums.
Apparently the idea is to create new
museums where they do not already exist,
but M. Grabar's communication leads one
to infer that this ambitious scheme has
not got beyond the stage of meditation.
Paper is so scarce in Sovdepia that M.
Grabar's department has so far been
unable to publish a series of monographs
relating to certain discoveries of ancient
works of art. Nothing is said about the
famous Hermitage Collection, nor about
the treasures of the Kremlin. It is,
however, something of a consolation that
the art administration should be in the
hands of M. Grabar who, besides being
eminent as a painter, is justly esteemed
as the author of a history of Russian art.
COPENHAGEN—Although men may
have attained fame, more or less
transitory, in connection with the art of
the silhouette, it seems quite in harmony
with the eternal fitness of things, that
now at least the other sex is decidedly in
the van. After all, women should be
more at home with a pair of scissors than
men, and that Miss Gudrun Jastrau wields