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...Style. Sickert himself kept on bubbling until the age of 82. At 72 he caused a sensation by exhibiting a portrait of George V painted from a photograph of the king in bowler and overcoat, pointing up the resemblance of the monarch to his bearded horse-trainer. At 74 he was made a Royal Academician, huffily resigned the following year because other Academy members failed to come to the defense of controversial Sculptor Jacob Epstein. In his last years, he changed his signature (from Walter to his middle name, Richard, because it seemed more euphonious), grew a sprawling beard...
When Whistler sent his famous Artist's Mother to the 1883 Paris Salon, his bright-eyed errand boy was 23-year-old Walter Sickert. Sickert made the trip count, took a long, penetrating look at the experiments of such French artists as Degas and Manet. Back home in London, he slowly and surely began painting himself out of his place as Whistler's prize pupil into a spot as one of Britain's first & foremost impressionists. Forty of Errand Boy Sickert's paintings on view in London last week showed how good...
Rumpled Beds. For his teacher's fashionable Chelsea haunts, young Sickert substituted a series of battered studio digs in north and central London. There he sketched and painted scenes of British low life with a gusto and an eye for beauty in squalor that rivaled Degas and Lautrec. Like Lautrec, he doted on the dramatic lighting and rowdy shenanigans of turn-of-the-century music halls. He also liked to paint outdoors...
...Sickert liked to paint people in action. "Start with a piece of furniture-a table, a chair or a bed. Relate your figures to this setting and let us have them doing something-making love, quarreling, misconducting themselves-as you please-but doing something." His aim was to catch his subject unaware, "before the fizziness in his momentary mood becomes still and flat." The fizz is still in Sickert's best paintings: his nudes resting on the rumpled bed of his dingy studio, the Sunday afternoon dejection of the middleaged, parlor-bound couple in Ennui, the ironic, over...
...Lion, gives no indication of the labyrinthine richness he was able to manage when he felt like it. To the contemporary eye, only George Gissing's grim story of spinsterhood, The Foolish Virgin, seems fit to rank with the best of The Yellow Book painters and draftsmen (Beardsley, Sickert, Beerbohm, Sargent, Steer, Cotman, Guys...