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...trouble was not in such modern old masters as Max Weber, the late Lyonel Feininger (see MILESTONES) and Marsden Hartley, who to British eyes were only American reflections of European trends. And in Edward Hopper's lonely city scenes and George Bellows' Dempsey and Firpo, the Sunday Times found "the real rude stuff of native American art." The pained cries of angry outrage were provoked by the abstract expressionists...
...Died. Lyonel Feininger, 84, topnotch U.S. modernist painter; in Manhattan. New York-born Feininger went to Germany in 1887 to study music, turned to painting instead, exhibited in 1913 with the Blue Rider group (Klee, Kandinsky, Franz Marc), taught painting and graphic arts at Walter Gropius' Bauhaus from 1919 to 1933. Influenced by cubism, he illumined dark, glowing abstractions of sailboats (a famed one: Glorious Victory of the Sloop Maria), churches and city scenes with the placement of crystal-like shafts of light...
...Manhattan's Artists' Gallery was behaving last week like the Madman Muntz of the art dealers' world. On the walls of his Lexington Avenue walkup were hanging drawings by 204 artists. Side by side with relative unknowns were works by such top U.S. moderns as Lyonel Feininger, William Baziotes, William Cropper, Philip Evergood and Josef Albers worth up to $250. Each drawing was marked at a flat $25. The only hitch: on none of the drawings was the artist's signature visible, and the gallery refused to say who had drawn what. The bargain show...
...Dallasites who looked like potential customers. On view were 56 paintings by such contemporary artists as Hazel Janicki, John Marin, Ben Shahn. Within an hour of the opening, eight paintings were sold. Texas' ten-gallon prices: from $50 for Woman Setting Table by Jenne Magafan to $500 for Lyonel Feininger's Village in Thuringia...
Today, erect as a Junker, Lyonel Feininger is still absorbed by the stresses of the ghostly world he creates, where shadow and substance play upon each other in a sort of counterpoint. Each day, after helping his wife tidy up their Manhattan apartment, he disappears into his studio. Sometimes he comes out to strum a bit on the piano, then returns to paint again and grumble about the light...