Word: rubenstein
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...their last exhibition of the college year, the Germanic Museum has chosen a group of documentary watercolor sketches of an Arizona mining town and of the San Francisco waterfront by Lewis W. Rubenstein. Rubenstein is no stranger to the Germanic for two other exhibitions of his works have been on view there and the large murals in the foyer of the Museum were executed...
...sketches on display in the current exhibit are the result of a trip through the far West last year, and they form a sort of travelogue of the artist's experiences. The Arizona mining town where Rubenstein found the varied materials for his work is called Jerome and is located in the northeastern section of the state. A small place of only 6000 inhabitants, this Black Hills village thrives on the mining of copper ore, in which task almost the whole male population is engaged...
...Rubenstein in his vigorous sketches has caught every activity of the miners and has portrayed it faithfully and realistically. It is to his great credit that, unlike most modern artists who are concerned with industrial scenes such as here, Rubenstein avoids any speculation on the hard lot of the workers and refuses to do any false propagandizing to improve their lot. He treats his subjects straightforwardly and takes the good and the bad alike as they come along...
This year the Museum has been humming with activity. Up to a couple of months ago you could watch red-headed Lewis Rubenstein, '30, painting on the damp, freshly plastered walls of the entrance hall scenes from the "Neibelungenlied" and the old "Icelandic Edda". And stirring scenes they are. "Wars are waged, blood is shed, and evil grows greater . . . The giants have gathered to attack Asgard." Frey, the traitorous Loki, and Thor, with his mighty workman's hammer, battle on the bridge Bilfrost, which "is built of air and water, and is protected by red fire flaming on its edge...
...Rubenstein has departed with his slaked lime, but others have come to take his place to divert the Vagabond. A great pipe organ rises in the loft of the main hall. Wires, pipes, bellows and queerly shaped pieces of wood are strewn about in ordered confusion. It seems fitting that there should be an organ here to express in music the Wagnerian scenes of Lewis Rubenstein's murals, but I fear for the effects of its vibrations upon the fragile plaster casts of mediaeval saints...