Word: marce
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Inward from War. The drawings were obviously studies for paintings Marc hoped to make some day. Each was a fully thought out composition and had been executed with an extraordinary mingling of boldness and delicacy. They showed that Marc was still moving towards abstraction, might eventually have grown as abstract as his friends Kandinsky and Paul Klee...
Oberleutnant Franz Marc, artillery observer in the Kaiser's Fifth Army, stood tall, handsome and sad one day in early March 1916 in a hush of the great battle for Verdun. "One chews constantly," he had written his wife, "on that ever more baffling riddle: how this war is possible." He had spoken of living on three levels: soldierly, meditative and creative. Soldiering was to him "a complete dream act." Meditating was "perhaps closer to true experience." Creating was "an unconscious growing and going towards a goal, the sprouting of art ... a seed that one must not grasp rudely...
...sketchbook was found with Marc's body, and in the sketchbook were 35 exquisite drawings no bigger than his hand. The drawings were sent to Marc's widow, who kept them until her death last year. Last week, in Munich's Graphische Sammlung, they were shown publicly for the first time...
Wrote Munich's Süddeutsche Zeitung: "Nothing about them suggests the milieu in which they were born ... in the midst of war and destruction Franz Marc's gaze turned inward . . . from crystalline lines he lets the Birth of a Cicada come into being. Animals appear: deer, horses . . . and the feather-light body of a swallow . . . Already far away from presenting the material, the visible, the drawings try to grasp a spiritual reality and make the objects transparent...
...Madame Cat, work together hand in glove. Their nonchalance and dastard evil, dispelled at the end when they too become human, are lustily executed. J.D. Shucter as Gepetto the puppetmaker, peers with great authority through horn rims, though his early slapstick might appear a trifle strained. Marc Brugnoni's Sandwich Man is marvelously rakish and sly, but no one ever gets really scared, for his unctuousness naturally makes him more humorous than frightening. Blue Fairy's role is difficult in the presence of such raucous other characters. Louise Greep in the part is lovely, but suffers perhaps, from some self...