Word: artists
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...means of self-expression. Last week they published their new folio-sized manual of surgery,* first book of its kind since 1853. Full of brief, "intimate" instructions for every type of standard operation from appendectomy to tonsillectomy, their manual is also crammed with scalpel-neat pen-drawings by Medical Artist Mildred Codding. As important to the authors as the practical instructions for "unfledged surgeons" are the simple, poetical introductory chapters on the "science of gentleness...
John Sloan never exhibited a painting until he was 29, never sold one until he was 49. At 68, grey-haired but still impetuous, Artist Sloan now & then manages to sell "some of the etchings and a few paintings made 20 years ago."*Though his fame is surpassed by few U. S. painters, he has had to support himself by teaching and illustrating. Last week he told of his career in an autobiographical critique of painting.* Gist of his Gist of Art: "That I am alive, it hurts me to confess, does not prove that one can make a living...
...John Sloan was a staff artist on the old Philadelphia Press. Newsphotos had not yet been developed, and artists covered fires, parades, elections like reporters rushed back to do their drawings from notes or memory. In 1905 Sloan moved to Manhattan, settled in Greenwich Village as a book and magazine illustrator, etched and painted between commissions. His background gave Artist Sloan a taste for catching people in their unbuttoned moments, taught him it was no shame to tell stories in his pictures...
...absorbed in the U. S. scene is Artist Sloan that he has never left its boundaries. He and his miniature wife Dolly ("the little woman who has been my right hand man") spend their winters in Manhattan, their summers in New Mexico. Liked by everyone are Artist Sloan's portrayals of city life with its socks down: lean cats scavenging in a snowy back yard, a dust storm on Fifth Avenue, scrubwomen in a library, girls on a roof drying their hair, men lined up at a bar. Less liked are the strange, bright-colored nudes, hatched and crosshatched...
...industry and its ever-increasing tendency to draw the life-blood from the individuality of the laborers. We see a group of shabbily-dressed workers slowly trudging toward the mines and factories where they are about to assume their tiresome and cog-like duties at the machines. The artist accentuates the depressing atmosphere which pervades the lives of these men by using as a background grim, grey chimneys and buildings, in addition to a cold, solid, winter sky. It is not difficult to see that Fiene is attempting to show the gradual degeneration of a human being into a walking...