Word: brancusi
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...reputation for fine sculpture casting runs back 200 years. André Susse, 49, the seventh in the Susse line of foun-drymen, is a meticulous craftsman and connoisseur. Over the years, Susse Brothers has played host and helper to such far-flung makers of sculpture history as Constantin Brancusi, Jean Arp, Henry Moore, Germaine Richier, and the painter-sculptors Picasso, Giacometti, Braque, Dali and Chagall...
...Sand. To visitors last week, the foundry was still the place of weird shapes and leaping shadow that Duchamp-Villon and Brancusi knew well. In one room, sweet-smelling brown wax boiled on a rosy, potbellied stove. In the 100-ft.-long casting shed, coke fires hissed under fat crucibles shaped like medieval cannons, and overhead hoists trundled swaddled casts to their firing-pits. In a finishing room, a workman lay in the arms of a large bronze nude, reverently polishing her nose. In another corner, Marc Chagall supervised the application of a patina to his latest piece. Mustache quivering...
Epstein studied at Manhattan's Art Students League, made a little money as an illustrator. In his early 203 he invaded Paris, became a close friend of Sculptor Constantin Brancusi. Together they "discovered" and fell under the spell of African carving. Later, Epstein staked out elegant old London as his chosen battleground, began alternately shocking and dazzling the British with hugely energetic, part sentimental and part brutal monuments. Epstein's bull-bold, pink alabaster Adam made strong men blush, girls giggle, and dowagers howl for blood. "I saw my subject," Epstein rumblingly explained, mankind." "as His the contorted...
...that one of my pieces is pretty, I smash it-if I have the courage." Few of the 27 pieces (at $800 to $6,075)in last week's exhibition failed to pass César's own standards of brutality and ugliness. Homage to Brancusi is a big iron egg covered with spikes. The Duchess is equipped with a gizzard made of welded bolts, rods and screws...
...grand failure from Carles's work, it now appears, in retrospect, that Carles stood so alone because he was so far ahead. As a young man he had gone to Paris, fallen under the spell first of Edouard Manet and then the postimpressionists, sipped coffee with Matisse and Brancusi. Back home in Philadelphia, where he taught from 1917 to 1925 at the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts. Carles slowly digested his European lessons, then moved on to a symphonic orchestration of colors...