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Página xvi - Beauty will not come at the call of a legislature, nor will it repeat in England or America its history in Greece. It will come, as always, unannounced, and spring up between the feet of brave and earnest men.
Página 127 - I don't pretend that the anatomy of this figure is precisely correct. In fact, I know it is not. It's a little feminine ; but I did it from memory, without a model, and was chiefly occupied with the pose. I do think the balancing idea is well expressed, and it is the fear of disturbing that which prevents my making any changes in the contour of the figure. I know that I could correct the anatomy, but if the pose were once lost I might never be able to get it again.
Página 49 - all muscular spareness and brownness and absence of waste, all flagrant physiognomy, brave bony arch of handsome nose, upwardness of strong eyebrow and glare, almost, of eyes that both recognized and wondered, strained eyes that played over questions as if they were objects and objects as if they were questions.
Página 40 - When I came to know Millet I took broader views of humanity, of the world, of life. His subjects were real people who had work to do. If he painted a hay-stack it suggested life, animal as well as vegetable, and the life of man. His fields were fields in which men and animals worked; where both laid down their lives ; where the bones of the animals were ground up to nourish the soil, and the endless turning of the wheel of existence went on. "He was the greatest man in Europe. I give you his poetical...
Página 85 - Emerson himself fell into the error, having this message for artists that "nature being the same on the banks of the Kennebec as on the banks of the Tiber— why go to Europe?
Página 104 - ... a blue mountain. Some see it in a leg of mutton ; others in a compound fracture. And to expect others to accept one's own definition of it, is as absurd as to expect all humanity to use the same toilet brush.
Página 161 - The best of beauty is a finer charm than skill in surfaces, in outlines, or rules of art can ever teach, namely a radiation from the work of art, of human character— a wonderful expression through stone, or canvas, or musical sound, of the deepest and simplest attributes of our nature, and therefore most intelligible at last to those souls which have these attributes.
Página 38 - He had taken a little peasant's house with three narrow, low rooms, which served as studio, kitchen, and bed.room for his wife and his three children. Later, when the children increased to nine, the little house was lengthened by two other rooms. A studio was built at the end of the garden, and Millet added a wash.house and a chicken-yard in the middle of a garden which was leased to him. He had two occupations : in the morning he dug or planted, sowed or reaped ; after lunch he went into the low,...
Página 104 - He doesn't sacrifice himself. He gets so much a line for writing a criticism. If the birds should read the newspapers they would all take to changing their notes. The parrots would exchange with the nightingales, and what a farce it would be!
Página 50 - ... do so in Boston, during years, later on ; an earnest lady or' two, Boston precursors, hovered and flitted, but I remember for the rest (and I speak of a short period) no thoroughgoing eleves save John La Farge and my brother. I remember, for that matter, sitting quite in solitude in one of the grey cool rooms of the studio, which thus comes back to me as having several, and thinking that I really might get to copy casts rather well, and might in particular see myself congratulated on my sympathetic...