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Squarely behind Coste stood his compatriot Jean Mermoz (Africa-Brazil 1930) and the Spanish delegate Ignacio...
...never safe to leave one-armed Jose Clemente Orozco long in the presence of large undecorated wall spaces. Artist Orozco, whose jutting jaw and glittering glasses make him look not unlike an ecstatic bullfrog, is, like his friend and compatriot Diego Rivera, one of the most important mural painters in the Americas, an avid reviver of the art of true fresco. Few months ago he lectured before Dartmouth College's Department of Art. Dartmouth's chief pride is a new Georgian library, gift of the late George Fisher Baker. It has nice new walls that made Muralist Orozco...
When a reputable man of letters such as John Drinkwater writes a flattering biography of such a tycoon as Carl Laemmle (TIME, May 4), angels weep, men laugh knowingly. When famed and popular Author André Maurois writes a no less flattering account of his still-extant compatriot, Marshal of France Hubert Lyautey, angels may control themselves but men will exchange speculative glances. There is no comparison between the two books, as jobs, nor between the two men who form their subjects. But after reading Lyautey and remembering Ariel, you cannot help feeling that this horn-toot by Andr...
...also a Negro, a very black Negro. He comes from Senegal and is the first of his race ever to hold Cabinet office in France. U. S. sportswriters remembered Blaise Diagne last week as the French Deputy who rose magnificently in the Chamber in 1922 in defense of his compatriot Battling Siki, kinky-haired light heavyweight. M. Siki had just knocked out the then popular Georges Carpentier and had been ruled from the ring by the French Boxing Federation. So eloquently did Deputy Diagne plead that Battling Siki was reinstated, only to be shot dead near a Manhattan speakeasy...
...have seen his palette," wrote his friend and compatriot by birth, Andre Kormendi, last month. "It had almost no colors. It was like a strip of fog. . . . One saw tiny dabs of Neapolitan yellow, a little blue and green, but all of it melted into the black-white-grey which covered his palette softly as the dusk covered his studio...