Word: painters
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Cover: Detail from an oil painting by Thomas Edgar Stephens that hangs in the Cabinet Room of the White House. The British-born painter who scorned showing his works in exhibitions or galleries died in 1966 at the age of 80. He was proudest of two accomplishments in his life: he was the man who convinced President Dwight Eisenhower to take up painting, and he himself painted the last portrait from life of Sir Winston Churchill as Prime Minister. Other Stephens portraits now hang in the National Portrait Gallery in Washington, in the Harry S Truman Library in Independence...
...forms work in relation to each other." That comment may be a bit of selfdelusion. The viewer can indeed see three moons in the picture, even though he has certainly never seen three moons in a nighttime sky, and so must conclude they exist only in the painter's imagination. By concentrating on the shapes alone, she can allow the fantasy to surface-giving it a name only after she sees...
Delightful Cow Paths. As with any authentic primitive painter, Blair's first subject was the farm-and the oldtime farm at that. Blair had all the credentials. Back in 1888, when Blair was born, his father ran the local Grange store in Cadmus, Kans. As a child he earned 50? a day by working from sunup to sundown in the surrounding fields. He thought he hated it-the boredom, the ignorance, the poverty. "A cow path is delightful if you are out for a stroll, but not if you are trying to get somewhere," he observed later...
Blair died 2½ years ago. "As a person, he was one of nature's most successful experiments," says Kienholz. As a painter, he was his own best experiment - and should survive...
Some love affairs, like stately quin-queremes, sail serenely on for decades. Others founder in tempests of selfishness, or rocks of jealousy. In her 1958 memoirs, Vienna's Alma Schindler Mahler Gropius Werfel recalled her three-year affair with Painter Oskar Kokoschka as "one fierce battle of love. Never before had I tasted so much tension, so much hell, so much paradise." Never after ward, she might have added, did she in spire so many fascinating and often memorable works...