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...century." The Manchester Guardian agreed: "The most original artist of time a mystic to whom nothing is commonplace." The painter in question was Britain's puckish, eccentric Stanley Spencer, 64, who was being honored last week with a retrospective of 83 oils at London's Tate Gallery. The paintings represented a lifetime devoted to religious themes−all depicted in the comfortable everyday terms of barnyards, country lanes and the River Thames around Painter Spencer's small native Berkshire village of Cookham (pop. 5,900) 27 miles west of London. Burning Bush. The son of a church...
Robert S. Jones and B. Simmons Tate '52 were oralists for Gardiner, and Daniel F. Featherston, Jr. and Paul K. McDonald '53 argued the case as oralists for the Griswold club...
Unfortunately for Morland's career and subsequent reputation, few contemporaries could match his prodigious consumption of alcohol.* But through the years, Morland's work has kept a kind of dogged popularity. Last week a show at London's Tate Gallery, commemorating the painter's death in 1804, showed one reason why. No English painter has left a more powerful or popular picture of rural Old England. A man of common pleasures himself, Morland, through his work, has addressed himself over the centuries to the common man's comprehension...
...enormous rings, the turbans and the wimples that give her the look of a fictional heroine lately escaped from a 16th century castle. She likes to dwell on the resemblance between her thin, aristocratic features and those of Elizabeth I. Before Edith's portrait in London's Tate Gallery, an American exclaimed: "Lord, she's Gothic, Gothic enough to hang bells...
...native town," Author U Nu wrote of himself in the third person, "the nickname of Tate Sanetha, Saturday-born street Arab, was well known to everybody . . .* By the age of twelve he was a heavy drinker. Often as a sequel to his drinking bouts, his stupefied little body might be seen carried home on someone's shoulder. His father, deeply ashamed and hopeless of reclaiming him, could only banish him to live as he would in a paddy godown outside the town. The boy brewed his own liquor there...