Word: ernsting
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...artists had done their best. Surrealist Max Ernst contributed a waxy "translation" of Utah's Bryce Canyon. Jane Berlandina's abstractions of the Sierra peaks were appropriately lonely and cool, inappropriately pretty. David Fredenthal had taken a pack trip into the gouged, crumpled high country of Glacier National Park. Dong Kingman had made Grand Teton Mountain burst like a cloud-breathing dragon out of the plain, but the mile-deep solidity of its pine-covered ribs had escaped...
...Ernst ("Putzi") Hanfstängl, Hitler's onetime pianist-in-waiting, who spent most of the war in Allied hands, was back in Germany and suing the fatherland for damages. He had fled for his life in 1937, he told the Bavarian State Commission for Persecutees, and he wanted $16,150 compensation...
...high priest of surrealism (the successor of Dada), delicate little, white-haired Max Ernst was still going strong but his new show in a Manhattan gallery last week lacked something-the schoolgirl perhaps-which made that first exhibition memorable. Dada was a granddad now. And nowadays the visitors brandished checkbooks instead of hatchets. Instead of a live little virgin they found merely a semi-abstract painting distinguished by two nobbed streaks representing breasts or eyes, and entitled Foolish Virgins...
Foolish Virgins, like Double Wedding in Beverly Hills, did demonstrate the kind of craftsmanship and the horrified absorption in sex which have always been Ernst's claims to notoriety. Only Salvador Dali (whom orthodox surrealists consider too slick and too successful) can rival Ernst at his most unpleasant...
...Ernst lives in Arizona with fellow surrealist Dorothea Tanning-his fourth wife-looking at the desert to get ideas for painting the sea. Like Lewis Carroll's Father William, Ernst has a limited stock of answers for those who question his strange ways. He feels sure he could never abandon his witch-doctor's approach to painting even if he wanted to. "One always meets one's self again," he says. "Evolution in art does not go straight; it goes in circles. I have seen this in my own work...