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Last March Manhattan's Knoedler Galleries held an embarrassed showing of some of the works of Jules Pascin. The pictures were poorly chosen, the show was poorly attended, poorly criticized. It contributed more than a little to the melancholia which made life unbearable for Pascin himself. Last week was another Pascin exhibition at Manhattan's Downtown Gallery. Socialites, reporters, art critics flocked to it. Standing sponsors were such people as smartchart Editor Frank Crowninshield, Art Critic Henry McBride, Mrs. John Davison Rockefeller Jr., Mr. & Mrs. Samuel Adolph Lewisohn. An elaborate illustrated catalog was prepared. The show...
...Jules Pascin was born in Bulgaria 45 years ago, of a Spanish-Jewish father and a Serbo-Italian mother. He was educated in Vienna and Berlin, traveled everywhere, stayed in New York long enough to become a U. S. citizen, spent most of his life in Paris. He hated the rive gauche, and his studio was not on Montparnasse but on Montmartre, right next to the Moulin Rouge, among the music halls, zinc bars, hack stands and sporting houses whose employes and habitues were his models and friends. A few initiates knew that his last name was not Pascin...
...Pascin painted voluptuous harlots reclining on couches, abused, half starved little girls, strange indecent flowers, with great mastery of line, but in soft, sad indefinite tones...
...been said that any well brought up young lady who understands pascin's pictures ought to be ashamed of herself. Wrote elegant Frank Crowninshield, dean of foreword writers, last week...
...About pascin personally there was very little exquisite or distinguished. He was a soft, pale man, sensual and abnormally sensitive, who abhorred fresh air, never rose till the afternoon, occasionally shaved about 7 o'clock. He was a dipsomaniac. His virtues were his amiability, his lack of personal vanity. He made and kept innumerable friends: at his studio 30 to 40 friends gathered daily to chat while he painted; often he would gather a group of 20, men, women and children, and take them with him to some watering place for weeks at a time...