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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Hokusai, first of the early 19th Century Japanese masters to make landscape his main theme, earned barely enough to live on, though the public thought much more of Ms work than he did. "At the age of six," he once remarked, "I had a passion for reproducing form . . . but even at 70 I had little skill. Only at 73 did I begin to understand how rightly to represent animals, birds, insects, fish, plants. At 90 I shall be better, at 100 I shall be sublime; at no I shall give life to every line, to every...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: The Floating World | 1/6/1947 | See Source »

...Japanese connoisseur who saw the Army's exhibit last week would be quick to point out that Jacoulet is more of a craftsman than a draftsman. Compared with Utamaro and Hokusai, the old masters of print-making's great period (1600-1867), Jacoulet's designs have a long way to go. But he is reviving interest in a vanishing art, and for that, all Japanese patrons of prints could be grateful...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Approved by the Air Force | 5/20/1946 | See Source »

...persuaded his publishers to bind together three full-size collections and sell them for the price of a popular novel, and his innovation is a praiseworthy step towards bringing more poetry to a larger audience. The three parts are "This I Know," a reaction to a world at war, "Hokusai Saw," an attempt to translate the atmosphere of Hokusai's Japanese prints into poetry, and "The Maples Are Red," an impressionistic chronicle of the author's childhood. "The Maples Are Red" is probably the best of the three. In his introduction Inman damns the "symbolic language" of the modern "esoteric...

Author: By A. Y., | Title: ON THE SHELF | 5/26/1941 | See Source »

...Hokusai Saw," on the other hand, is for me at least, a complete failure. Instead of a real transmutation of the feeling of the paintings to the feeling of the poems, what we have is static verse, bulging with adjectives. The poems seem to add nothing and to lose a great deal...

Author: By A. Y., | Title: ON THE SHELF | 5/26/1941 | See Source »

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