Page 50 - Studio International - April 1967
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LONDON
        commentary by
        Edward Lucie-Smith





        William Nicholson at Marlborough;
        Howard Hodgkin at Tooth's; Genoves at
        Marlborough; Figurative Painters at the
        I.C.A.; Richard Smith at Kasmin; Jack
        Bush at Waddington; Norah Glover at
        John Whibley.




        There's been a lot of rather distinguished figura-
        tive painting on view in London just recently.
        Notable  is  the  MARLBOROUGH GALLERY'S  small
        show of paintings by Sir William Nicholson.
        Nicholson belonged to no school, and yet he's an
                                                Howard Hodgkin Acacia Road 1966, 36 x 60 in.
        infinitely stylish painter. Few people in this cen-
        tury have painted still-life so beautifully, and his
        handling of very high-key colours is masterly.
        After looking at Nicholson's work, I've been
        wondering where precisely the secret lies. There's
        nothing particularly advanced or revolutionary
        about it. In the thirties Nicholson was painting
        much as Manet had done, sixty years before. Like
        Manet, he shows the influence of Velasquez and
        Goya, and also, perhaps, that of Chardin (an
        influence to which the Frenchman was less sus-
        ceptible). The very broad, liquid handling is very
        sure, very certain of itself. The compositions are
        impeccable. Nicholson's work is never disturbing,
        but it gives unfailing pleasure. It is never slick,
        never dead, never dull; but always tranquil and
        self-assured. I much prefer him to many painters
        who are considered more important—and who,
        indeed,  are  more important from the historical
        point of view. Nicholson managed to remain com-
        pletely apart from the main currents of influence
        of his time. Perhaps this would only have been
        possible to an Englishman at that particular
        moment in time. And yet, on the other hand, his
        sensibility to colour is un-English. Our high-key
        painters are usually shrill, like the pre-Raphae-
        lites. Nicholson is good with whites and silvers,
        spiced with a little red. In fact, one or two of the
        pictures here would hang quite comfortably beside
        Oudry's  The White Duck, which is no small com-
        pliment.                                Sir William Nicholson Scottish still-life oil on canvas, 25 x 32+ in.
        Another accomplished colourist, this time a con- form, indeed, is something which has attracted too   his perceptions into another realm. Hodgkin is a
         temporary one, is Howard Hodgkin, who is  little attention in Hodgkin's work. The pictures   very slow worker, but his reputation seems likely
        showing his work at  TOOTH'S.  Hodgkin is another  are figurative in a very elusive and allusive way.   to outlast that of a good many rivals.
        isolated figure. He's a figurative painter of the  It's almost as if everything that has been per-
        pop generation (but not a pop artist) who draws  ceived by the eye has been rethought, then coded   It's interesting, for example, to contrast his kind
        on very varied sources—Matisse chiefly, and Indian  differently to suit the requirements of the painting—  of figuration with that of the Spanish painter
        miniatures. He's learnt from Indian art the secret  the painting becomes a different order of seeing   Genoves, who preceded Nicholson at the  MARL-
        of combining very brilliant colours without  from the normal one. If one imagined a man who   BOROUGH.  Genoves seems to find his inspiration in
        diminishing their intensity. He's learnt from them,  had been blind suddenly having his sight restored   film-imagery—Eisenstein, and newsreel shots of
        too, how to use swarming pattern. The new show  to him, the world might appear like this in his   wars and massacres. In one painting, tiny figures
        marks a great step forward in his work—the colour  first dazzled instants of looking at it. The code of   are fleeing away under the shadow of a plane, like
        is more richly sonorous than ever, the handling  touch, which he had previously employed, would   people being machine-gunned on a beach. Re-
        of the forms more confident. The handling of  suddenly become distorted by the translation of   peated images, in other paintings, seem to give a
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