Estimates in Art

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C. Scribner's Sons, 1916 - 313 pages
 

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Page 27 - Flora quibus mater praespargens ante viai cuneta coloribus egregiis et odoribus opplet. 740 inde loci sequitur calor aridus et comes una pulverulenta Ceres et etesia flabra aquilonum. inde autumnus adit, graditur simul Euhius Euan. inde aliae tempestates ventique secuntur, altitonans Volturnus et auster fulmine pollens.
Page 187 - Far out on every side of us those elements are broadcast, driven in many currents; and birth and gesture and death and the springing of violets from the grave are but a few out of ten thousand resultant combinations. That clear, perpetual outline of face and limb is but an image of ours, under which we group them - a design in a web, the actual threads of which pass out beyond it.
Page 187 - Why a cosmos must be dissipated into a nebula, and the nebula again resolved into a sun-swarm, she confesses that she does not know. There is no comfort in her except the comfort of doubt, — and that is wholesome. But she says one encouraging thing. No thought can utterly perish. As all life is force, the record of everything must pass into the infinite. Now what is this force that shapes and unshapes universes ? Might it be old thoughts and words and passions of men? The ancient East so declares.
Page 257 - Characteristically, his finest comment on the consummate art of Greece was evoked not by the Parthenon marbles but by divinatory reading of the rude yet vivid portrait-heads then lately discovered at Fayum: Anything made, anything even influenced by that little race of artists, the Greeks, brings back our minds to its first, legitimate, evercontinuing admiration; with them the floating Goddess of Chance took off her sandals and remained. It is welcome news that the South Sea journals, of which Miss...
Page 202 - My own hope is to do something in accordance with this idea: no descriptions, no preliminaries, no explanations — nothing but the feeling itself at highest intensity. I may fail utterly; but I think I have divined a truth which will yet be recognized and pursued by stronger minds than mine. The less material, the more force; — the subtler the power the greater, as water than land, as wind than water, as mind than wind.
Page 283 - He takes it as axiomatic that all gently disposed people would prefer to lead a solitary and contemplative life in communion with nature, but he sees, too, that the public weal does not permit such an indulgence. This is not the time for us [he writes] to abandon the busy worldly life for one of seclusion in the mountains, as was honorably done by some ancient sages in their days. Though impatient to enjoy a life amidst the luxuries of nature, most people are debarred from indulging in such pleasures.
Page 288 - If I pluck them, the touch of my hand will defile, therefore standing in the meadows as they are I offer these wind-blown flowers to the Buddhas of the past, the present, and the future ; " or again, in an outburst of passionate enthusiasm, " The sound of the tools that are raising the image of Buddha let it resound in Heaven ! Let it rend the earth asunder! For the sake of the fathers. For the sake of the mothers. For the sake of all mankind.
Page 119 - Always lines and never body," he cried when criticising his own contemporaries. " But where do we find these lines in Nature ? I can only see masses in light, and masses in shadow, planes which advance, or planes which recede, reliefs or backgrounds. My eye never catches outlines or details. I do not count the hairs on the head of the man who passes me in the street. The buttons on his coat are not the chief objects to catch my glance. My brush ought not to have better eyesight than its master.
Page 242 - How is John?" There was no need of explanations. On either side they recalled a gently quizzical wanderer who camped near the native villages, reverently observing their rites and gradually overcoming their superstitious reluctance to be sketched. I like to recall that the revolutionist Gaugin and the eclectic John La Farge both craved this bath of primitive life; both had it, and both variously found rejuvenation in the experience. The artists of America have come mostly of old colonial British...
Page 27 - Zephyr's footsteps, Flora, their mother, strewing all the way before them, covers it with rarest colors and odors.

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