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and tenor of a Cubist Braque. Surely Derain's
                                                                                         mask from the same part of the world mirrors the
                                                                                         shape of Derain. Which is partly direct cause and
                                                                                         effect and partly a retrospective mirage. As Jorge
                                                                                         Luis Borges has observed, 'Every artist creates  his
                                                                                         own precursors'.
                                                                                          As for modern fetishes, Jean Tinguely's object,
                                                                                         le Rotozaza, is a machinating, gyrating, tintinabu-
                                                                                         lating conundrum with a name that has to be said
                                                                                         ten times fast to be appreciated. Tinguely describes
                                                                                         his electronic demon as prototype for a machine 'to
                                                                                         absorb the surplus of visitors in the museums', but
                                                                                         the visitors at GALERIE ALEXANDRE IOLAS have been
                                                                                         flirting with it happily.
                                                                                          The great complex of black metal wheels and
                                                                                         flanks extends a great, rakish maw. Multicoloured
                                                                                         beachballs are fed to the Rotozaza as it shakes and
                                                                                         growls spasmodically. The thing swallows the
                                                                                         balls, tumbles them about its quaking interior and
                                                                                         then disgorges them with like gusto. Then the
                                                                                         visitors dribble the balls back into the waiting
                                                                                         maw. The Rotozaza's  plastic message is definitely
                                                                                         limited, but allegory lurks in  all  that teamplay.
                                                                                         Call the creature a non-objective Sphynx, one that
                                                                                         has the discretion to ask no questions.
                                                                                          Finally, the  MUSÉE NATIONAL D'ART MODERNE  has
                                                                                         come up with a retrospective homage to Gino
                                                                                         Severini who was born in 1883 (the year Gauguin
                                                                                         settled on painting), and who died only last year.
                                                                                          What a curious phenomenon. Severini is of course
                                                                                         best known as a Futurist along with Marinetti,
                                                                                         Boccioni, Carrà and the others. Yet, his most
                                                                                         lasting accomplishments as a painter now seem
                                                                                         to lie instead with Cubism.
       Jean Dubuffet                                                                      Strange twist of destiny. Italian Futurism made
       Tasse de the II 1966                                                              such a sabre-like clatter circa  1912 that Mussolini
       polychrome and polyester
                                                                                         later claimed to have been enlightened by it. All
       98 in. high
                                                                                         that anti-naturalism, all those boiler-plate poetics,
                                                                                         all that glorification of war, and most of it stem-
       Facing page
                                                                                         ming from the fact that little save Verdi gripped
       Gabon mask
                                                                                         Italy at the time. Whereas Severini seems to have
       wood
       12i in. high                                                                      been a most gentle man and oddly less suited to
       Formerly in the collection                                                        Futurism's plastic suggestions than was, say,
       of Georges Braque                                                                 Boccioni. In retrospect, most of Severini's
       Coll.: C. Laurens                                                                 Futurist output proves embarrasingly stylized and
                                                                                         limited, with the notable exception of his scintillat-
                                                                                         ing, pullulating nightclub panorama, Pam-Pam au
       proceed in a skilful blend of affirmation and   bubble-light material is itself a paradox. They are   Monico.  That one clicked, as a brilliant and
       resignation.                             not sculptures but vehicles for the eye and sug-  plastically complete reconstitution of La Dolce
        His humans become cosmic, vertiginous geogra-  gestions to the mind. 'I discovered the world of   Vita, 1910. The version on exhibit was repainted
       phies, and his textural surfaces take on the implica-  objects,' Ghelderode stipulated, 'before the world   in 1959-60, however, since the Futurist war mani-
       tions of a darkling humanity. His sensibility does   of ideas.'                   festo was eventually ratified, and the first version
       not simply implicate; it explicates as well, but with   For those who fashion the objects of primitive   was last seen in Germany in 1927.
       a sage ambiguity. Dubuffet treads a twilight region   religion, however, the two are inseparable and the   On the other hand, Severini made the most of
       of psychological insight—the solar observation   issue never arises. Which lends an added dimension   Cubism, with definite emphasis on the  papiers
       obliquely inscribed, and the lunar dream percep-  to the  MUSÉE DE L'HOMME'S  handsome effort,  collés  and collages.  It would be difficult to imagine
       tion keenly stated.                      `Primitive Art in the Artist's Studio'. The museum   a more uneven painter. During a half century of
        The recent Dubuffets at Jeanne Bucher are   always does a conspicuously good job of mounting   excursions into the various avatars of abstraction
       extensions of the L'Hourloupe series with its conca-  their exhibitions, and this one again overrides the   and realism he managed to hit zeniths of great
       tenating blue, white and red stripes and black line,   institution's anthropological pretext.   purity and clarity, and then impossible nadirs of
       but which now takes on a specifically totemic   In sum, they have managed to assemble some of   affectation, operatic posture and stylistic triviality.
       dimension. A coffee pot, a pair of scissors, a glass   the masks and ritual objects which men such as   But the collage procedure acted as a faithful guide.
       of water, a teacup, are all transformed into mind   Braque, Matisse, Derain, and later Ernst and   It served as a technical restraint and it directed
       via what the Belgian playwright Michel de   Moore, owned when they revolutionized modern   Severini into a channel where his gifts of sense and
       Ghelderode used to celebrate as 'the life of objects'.   art, and which such younger men as Dodeigne,   sensibility were nicely evoked and blessedly
       Those, and the pullulating staircases that perpetu-  Roël d'Haese, Hartung, Cesar and Matta use and   tailored. So that the best of the papiers collés  and
       ate their function without beginning or end. Some   enjoy to their own present purposes. Surely  collages  take their place alongside Picasso, Braque
       are paintings, others polyesterene fetishes whose   Braque's mask from Gabon bespeaks the tempo   and Gris as landmarks of an era.
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