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...about this time with what he calls his collages: fantastic pictures made by cutting apart old engravings and rearranging them to make bustled ladies with lions' heads, assassins with angels' wings, strange trees growing from horses' backs, etc. Examining these and other dadaist creations, Poet Andre Breton, who frequently dresses entirely in green, smokes a green pipe, drinks a green liqueur and has a sound knowledge of Freudian psychology, discovered behind all this a newer and better ism. In the autumn of 1924 he wrote his Manifesto of Surrealism, and a word and a school were born...
...surrealists are serious. Some strive diligently to apply the Breton esthetic, while others are merely frivolous daubers and assemblers of miscellaneous junk. Nevertheless, one thing almost all surrealists have in common is an instinct for dramatic titles. Thumbing through the catalog last week gallery goers lifted eye brows at the following items : Melancholy and Mystery of a Street (de Chirico...
Father Yvon's career as a man of God goes no further back than the War, in which he, a simple Breton from Douarnenez, began fighting as a private, finished as an infantry lieutenant scarred by eleven wounds. After the armistice he entered the Capuchin novitiate, preached to Communist fishermen on the quays of St. Malo, soon became superior of a monastery near Dinard. This tranquil office the robust, jolly Capuchin renounced for the immensely practical missionary work carried on in the French fishing fleets since 1895 by the Société des Oeuvres de Mer. Father Yvon...
Husky, brown-robed Father Yvon, 45, thinks of himself as curé of "the world's largest parish," extending across the Atlantic from Brittany to Greenland, thence south to the Grand Banks off Newfoundland. Besides the 4,000 Breton fishermen, his parishioners include 1,500 Portuguese and some Faroe Islanders. Resting last week at the Dinard monastery after a lecture tour in which his Paris appearance was the last of 60, the good curé delayed his departure only in order to fetch the fleet its first batch of mail. Later, with the St. Yves plying between the Banks...
Aged Uncle Elie and his aging nephew Leon lived together in a rented Paris house in a style all their own. Both were Breton noblemen, but Elie looked like a tramp, his rags held together with string, and Leon looked like a hired man. Uncle Elie and Leon had lived together for 40 years, ever since they had given up the attempt to get ahead in the world. As a young man Leon had excelled at writing Latin verse, had a facile talent for music and painting, had once invented an apparatus for enlarging photographs, but the only thing...