Word: post-impressionist
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...publishers. Random House, are extending to the masses for a mere deuce ($2), bringing the price per canto to about eight cents. Why, some of the titles alone are worth eight cents: "P-s-s-t, Partner, Your Peristalsis Is Showing," "Creepy Time Gal." "Adorable Taxable You." "Reat Mc. Post-Impressionist Daddy," "To Sleep, Perchance to Steam;" and many others, too humorous to mention...
There are many other pieces under such titles as Beat Me, Post-Impressionist Daddy, Caution-Soft Prose Ahead, Psst, Partner, Your Peristalsis is Showing. They handle, with the expertness required for delivering a two-headed baby, the aching half-lunacies which turn up as a normal part of U.S. life. They use one of the rangiest and most microscopically exact vocabularies in modern letters-a vocabulary drawn entirely from those ancient, current and emergent clichés of which Flaubert and Joyce were both collectors and which are as diagnostic of a civilization as any ten theses on the Zeitgeist...
Completely uninfluenced by highbrow, esthetic theories and by the splashy Impressionist and Post-Impressionist styles that then dominated French art, Painter Rousseau painted things he enjoyed: exotic, tropical jungles full of childishly round-eyed animals, portraits of his friends, wistful nudes reclining in imaginary, saladlike forest scenes...
...Dows Dunham, of the Museum's Egyptian Department, checked temperature and humidity (see cut) to see how Ankh-haef was getting along. The ancient Egyptian bust was part of one of the most comprehensive exhibitions of portraiture ever assembled. Ranging from such 4,550-year-old items to Post-Impressionist Van Gogh, the exhibition covered 45 centuries, included every medium from sculpture to daguerreotypes, every school of portrait painting from Chinese to contemporary U. S. The Boston Museum didn't have to borrow an item for its big show, merely dug into its storerooms...
...American but post-Impressionist French were the canvases of agile, sensitive James Chapin up to 1924. Cézanne was his idol. That year he left Greenwich Village, took a walking trip in the hills of northern New Jersey. There he found a two-room log cabin, decided it would be a quiet place to paint. He rented it for $4 a month from the Marvins, a tightfisted, hard-working farm family...