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deeply compassionate feeling for human beings.
                                                                                     Since taste in England is predominantly Metropolitan
                                                                                    and almost entirely Southern, Lowry has always seemed
                                                                                    outlandish and foreign and, above all, gloomy. People, or
                                                                                    rather people in the South, do not like dark satanic mills
                                                                                    and where there's muck there's brass and ragged children
                                                                                    and unemployed workers and all the other distasteful
                                                                                    things which have turned the placid River Trent into a
                                                                                    terrifying Rubicon from which no sophisticated Souther-
                                                                                    ner could ever return alive. Yet, if the journey is made,
                                                                                    one finds in industrial Lancashire, Cheshire and York-
                                                                                    shire grime and chimney stacks galore, a skyline pierced
                                                                                    by black buildings and sullied by smoke and it is pre-
                                                                                    cisely this that is beautiful per se and whose beauty Lowry
                                                                                    transmutes into artistic gold. There is no meretricious,
                                                                                    flashing gold, but gold there is in the formal precision of
                                                                                    Lowry's composition and gold in the subtle tints of those
                                                                                    ever-changing greyish-white skys. If one looks at one of
                                                                                    his most celebrated works, the Tate's  The Pond of 1950,
                                                                                    one sees at once the formal elegance of the painting and
                                                                                    the almost miraculous clarity with which everything has
                                                                                    been packed in. There is all the panoramic sweep of the
                                                                                    Victorian painters Lowry so much admires in their epic
                                                                                    works, with none of the fustian that largely invalidates
                                                                                    them. Herbert Read has remarked upon the poetry of
                                                                                    this part of the world and it is the poetry that Lowry has
                                                                                    seen and recorded, sometimes in the towns and at other
                                                                                    times outside them as, for example, in that breathtaking
                                                                                    Lake Landscape of 1950. This almost monochromatic study
                                                                                    of mountains and water is a work of lyrical beauty and is
                                                                                    one of the few paintings which partly belies what I have
                                                                                    written above about the lack of sensuality in Lowry's
                                                                                    painting. Significantly it is an imaginary work.
                                                                                     Inevitably, however, it is the townscape to which people
                                                                                    turn as being most 'typical' of the artist, because to many
                                                                                    people Lowry spells gloom and what could be more
                                                                                    gloomy than Salford? I remarked above on the inherent
                                                                                    poetry of the sky and of the mills silhouetted against it; a
                                                                                    poetry for which it is actually harder to find a counter-
                                                                                    part in verse than in prose. The prose equivalent one
                                                                                    finds in, for example, Herbert Read's autobiography or
         Street Scene 1961       texturally he is a dull painter in that his range of colours  the mill scenes in that neglected masterpiece, his novel
         Oil on canvas           does not give sensual pleasure and his handling of paint  The Green Child. It is, of course, a different kind of mill
         14 x 10 in.
         Collection: T. G. Rosenthal   as a medium is such that one does not feel, as one feels in  and a different county, but the northern spirit is common
                                 the work of near contemporaries like Hitchens or the late  to both and, without sinking into the fictitious glamour of
                                 Matthew Smith, any sheer joy in painting as an end in  Granadaland, there is a degree of vitality up there and a
                                 itself.                                            dramatic beauty which is the reverse of gloom. Lowry's
                                  Yet, this drawback aside, Lowry is one of the most  teeming townscapes, with masses of people somehow con-
                                 accomplished and talented painters England has ever  triving to support the great mills with their towering
                                 produced. It has always been a mystery to me why  chimneys, are celebrations of the vitality and of that
                                 recognition should have come to him so late and why it  stark beauty. (It is all, I suppose, a matter of taste, like,
                                 is, even today, so qualified. To many people, Lowry is  say, preferring the gaunt statuesque magnificence of the
                                 still the quaint old buffer with the endearing North  Greek actress Irene Pappas to the conventional, fluffy
                                 Country accent who disports himself for the benefit of  eroticism of the average sex-kitten.) These paintings of
                                 television cameras which set out to make of him a  northern towns, even the small ones, possess a kind of
                                 `character' instead of revealing the artist in him. Only  architectonic grandeur which derives partly from the
                                 John Read's outstanding film has, it seems to me, truly  flat, spare, almost diagrammatic way in which Lowry
                                 got to grips with that enigmatic human and artistic  applies his paint and partly from the almost visionary
                                 personality, while only recently have people begun to  manner in which he designs and composes each picture.
                                 grasp the fundamental nature of Lowry's art; an art  The best of the industrial paintings are intensely theatri-
                                 which is rooted quite simply in two things—a poetic  cal, without the melodramatic overtones that usually
                                 vision of the topography of the industrial north and a   attach to that word; they are dramatic and, in their sense
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