Word: beerbohm
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...early convinced that the theatre would be her life. Living in Paris from her third to fourteenth years, she attended the College Sévigné, developed a linguistic talent which now allows her. to talk French, German, Danish and Russian. In England she studied dramatics at Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree's Academy, made her début in London (1915) as a cockney girl in The Laughter of Fools. She reached the U. S. by making friends with Actress Elsie Jam's, whom she accosted at a stage door...
...follow him with Doughty (also in line for his poetry) Conrad, and W. H. Hudson. Bear in mind that these are popular and "sell" and also that they are "classics"--beyond a human doubt. De Morgan is your modern Dickens and in place of Charles Lamb there is Max Beerbohm and a worthy modern equivalent he is. Follow him with James Stephens, possibly Machen, and Aldous Huxley. Hudson leads us to Cunninghame, Graham, and Shaw. For Jane Austen we shall have (let us hope) David Garnett and for Leslie Stephen, Lytton Strachey! It will not be as easy to follow...
...Manhattan, last week, a town jester named Peter Arno held his first art exhibit. Artist Arno is a social satirist. Frothier, less pungent than such satirists as Beerbohm and Bateman, he nevertheless makes sprightly comments on violations of taste and decorum. He lies in wait for those moments when civilized people burst through their shimmering camouflage of gentlity and blatantly expose rage, sex, silliness...
...Beerbohm caricatured the queue of fashionables awaiting a sitting at Sargent's door and Sargent grew to say "paughtraits" in mock disgust. The Boston Library and Harvard gave him splendid scope for his genius on their walls. Yet for "paughtraits" he continued most famous. His President Wilson fetched $50,000. Some day, perhaps, his landscapes will bring the like. He was an outdoor man, a sketcher in the Alps, Tyrol, Rockies. Pre-Raphaelitism, or any ism omitting the air and light or nature, were incomprehensible...
...Arty" art has fallen into disrepute. In these days even such decorative sophisticates as Max Beerbohm steal their stencils from humanity. Aubrey Beardsley, before he died, ceased to laugh quite so gayly or wave so wildly. He joined the Roman Catholic Church and begged that all his bad and, above all, his obscene drawings, should be destroyed. " 'Fourmi!' quoted a biographer, ' n'insulte pas ces divines cigales...