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...week the show closed. All who visited it were given ballots and asked to vote for their favorite among the 356 paintings exhibited. With a total of 1,920 votes, more than twice as many as its nearest competitor, the people's choice was Tropic Seas, by Frederick J. Waugh. Depicted in a solid, workmanlike way was a thoroughly banal study of green seas, white foam and brown rocks?a scene such as embellished the parlors of the country's leading hotels in the days when their elevators had ropes to start them...
Artist Frederick Judd Waugh, Pittsburgh's favorite, is neither unknown, unrecognized nor impoverished. At 73 he is lean and fox-bearded and his dealers, Manhattan's Grand Central Galleries, are proud of him as one of their best sellers. He paints about 75 canvases a year?mostly marines?sells them for from $400 to $2,500 apiece...
Five years ago Evelyn Waugh wrote an unusual first novel (Decline & Fall) which scandalized some readers, tickled many more. In 1930 came Vile Bodies, more of the same, which seemed to establish its author as one of the really funny satirists of the day. But his next, Black Mischief, sandwiched in between some disappointingly pedantic travel books, had an inferior taste, a gritty quality that set some teeth on edge. Last week readers of his latest novel were loudly disagreeing with each other about whether this new departure was or was not in a right direction. Critics had to scratch...
Every smile-raising writer, from Dickens to Wodehouse, would envy Author Waugh many a scene, many a character in this book. Like other less scrupulous authors, Waugh uses some of his funniest incidents (Tony and Mrs. Rattery playing a card game while his little son is lying dead upstairs) to point his pathos. A Handful of Dust is a cunningly contrived cinema of cold wit, tender humor, impersonal satire, shameless, but effective hokum. Only a rare reader will be able to sit it through unmoved either to a smile or a sigh. The total effect is sinister. Author Waugh must...
...Author. Evelyn Waugh looks deceptively like Alice's White Rabbit dressed up for the party, but his writing is astutely stoat-like. His father is chairman of Chapman & Hall, London publishing firm. Evelyn went to Oxford, then followed his older brother into authorship. At Oxford he read history, dabbled in art. Alec Waugh had made a precocious splash with The Loom of Youth (1917); Evelyn obliterated the ripples with Decline & Fall. Now at 31, one of the smartest of London's smart young literary men, he has followed the fashion of his set by 1) getting a divorce...