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...Most Beautiful Palette." The impressionists and Cezanne, says Critic Cachin, insisted that Delacroix had "the most beautiful palette in French painting." Rodin admired him "as the painter of movement," and Renoir considered Delacroix "the essential link" between him and Rubens and Titian. Seurat said of his theory of color that "it represents the most rigorous application of scientific principles interpreted through a personality." Matisse and Van Gogh had Delacroix reproductions on their walls, and Kandinsky was in debt to Delacroix when he began formulating his theory on the correlation of color and the states of the human soul...
...news when California Art Dealer Francis Taylor, representing his daughter, traipsed off to Sotheby's London auction rooms and paid $257,600 for a Van Gogh landscape, View of the Asylum and Chapel of St. Remy. Already on loan from Liz to the Los Angeles Museum are a Renoir, a Cassatt, a Modigliani, a Rouault and a Frans Hals...
...nature, but Cézanne often treated them like so much scrap; he even lighted the stove in his Provençal studio with works that might now be worth as much as $16,000 each. Only the foresight of his friends and early admirers-Gertrude Stein. Monet, Degas, Renoir, Pissarro-saved those that are left...
...Elusive Corporal. "The young man who has not wept is a savage," said George Santayana, "and the old man who will not laugh is a fool." In Grand Illusion, made in 1937, when he was 43, Jean Renoir wept for the worlds that die in wars. In Corporal, made last year, when he was 67, Renoir laughs for the worlds that are born in debacle. And while he's about it he laughs at the ridiculous ideas people have about freedom. Renoir's laughter is contagious. Nobody will consider his new war film as fine...
...till at last he reaches Paris. And what does he find in Paris? Germans. He has escaped from a little prison into a big one. The whole world, Renoir seems to be saying, is a kind of prison, and the only freedom a man really has he has inside himself. Stern words, but Renoir says them with an old man's smile...