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Artists of their generation



                                 London commentary by Edward Lucie-Smith

                                  `Hard-edge' and 'soft-edge' —do these convenient terms   The effect is quite different from that of the Vasarelys at
         Right
         Victor Vasarely  Belatri ill   have any real meaning when we apply them to abstract  the  BROOK STREET GALLERY. His cool intellectualism is,
         1957 27 x 36 in.         painting? Certainly, when used as a kind of journalist's  somehow, much easier to discuss—friendlier to words,
         Tempera on board
         Brook Street Gallery    short-hand, they tell us a little of what to expect. Al  without being in the least 'literary'. Vasarely is searching
                                  Stadler, at the KASMIN GALLERY,  is an artist who uses  for the firm definite statement—the works in black-and-
         Below
         Albert Stadler  Spindrift 1965   broad, softly brushed bands of colour, often isolated  white shown here are especially interesting, because they
         48+ x 95f in. Kasmin Gallery   against a neutral field.                    remind us of Vasarely's lifelong interest in architecture—

























                                                                                    whole cities seem to rise up out of these complex designs,
                                                                                    only to fade and disappear again, as the optical flicker
                                                                                    sets a whole new set of patterns going. It is interesting to
                                                                                    compare these pictures with the works by Kassák, who is
                                                                                    also being shown at the BROOK STREET GALLERY. Kassák,
                                                                                    is one of those rediscoveries who are perhaps beginning to
                                                                                    turn up a little too frequently in the world of modern art.
                                                                                    A veteran Dadaist, whose use of typography anticipates
                                                                                    the present 'concrete poetry' movement, Kassák is also
                                                                                    related to constructivism, and, in particular, to the work
                                                                                    of his compatriot, Moholy-Nagy. Vasarely makes the
                                                                                    kind of thing he does look a bit static.
                                                                                     Yet, perhaps, one is entitled to argue that artists should
                                                                                    remain 'of their generation'— that there is nothing worse
                                                                                    than the aping of younger men. Souverbie, at  ROLAND,
                                                                                    BROWSE AND DELBANCO,  exemplifies this dictum perhaps
                                                                                    a little too thoroughly. A painter of monumental figures,
                                                                                    chiefly female nudes, he is the epitome of twenties classi-
                                                                                    cism. Nothing could be less fashionable at the moment,
                                                                                    and one's discomfort is increased by the immense debt
                                                                                    which the painter seems to owe to Braque. Yet these are
                                                                                    honest pictures, and one at least is very fine—a large,
                                                                                    sombre painting which carries one back beyond Braque
                                                                                    to Puvis de Chavannes; and beyond him, in turn, to
                                                                                    Ingres and David.
                                                                                     Souverbie has many of the same ambitions as an 'intel-
                                                                                    lectual' abstract artist like Vasarely. The human form is,
                                                                                    for him, a vehicle for general ideas; he seems to feel little
                                                                                    need for direct observation. Though the designs he creates
                                                                                    are grand enough, we are increasingly conscious of the
                                                                                    extent to which particular details are interchangeable.
                                                                                    The luscious quality of the paint sometimes seems at war
                                                                                    with this almost abstract content—of all qualities, sensual-
                                                                                    ity is the one which takes least kindly to generalizations.
                                                                                     Yet here is a minor artist who is still worth a second look.

                                                                                     J. Souverbie  Sybil
                                                                                     46x 36 in. Oil on canvas, signed
                                                                                     Roland, Browse and Del banco
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