Landscape and figure painters of America . ong thebranches of the willow, or over the alder andhazel trees; when we hear the echo of thetinkling bell of the sheep on the heath, wesay: Mauve lives, he is here, he is here! Painters ofthe Nine- CHAPTER X MATTHEW MARIS Born 1839. There are some artists about whose placein the art world there is always great discussion;they have strong admirers, and these perhapsexaggerate their good qualities, and on theother hand there are many people who go tothe other extreme, and do not care even somuch as to look at their works, are even an-noyed at them for
Landscape and figure painters of America . ong thebranches of the willow, or over the alder andhazel trees; when we hear the echo of thetinkling bell of the sheep on the heath, wesay: Mauve lives, he is here, he is here! Painters ofthe Nine- CHAPTER X MATTHEW MARIS Born 1839. There are some artists about whose placein the art world there is always great discussion;they have strong admirers, and these perhapsexaggerate their good qualities, and on theother hand there are many people who go tothe other extreme, and do not care even somuch as to look at their works, are even an-noyed at them for their apparent impossi-bility and unreality. Matthew Maris is one of these artists, andwhile very many admire the paintings of hisearlier period, with their fine colour, perfecttone, and poetic realism, the work of hismaturer years is little understood, and appealsto those only who are willing to accept with-out questioning as much as he is able to dis-close to them, in weird but beautiful terms, of the dreamland in which he lives, and164. Plate XXXV. — Boy with a Hoop. Matthew Maris. MATTHEW MARIS the shadowy, haunting forms of the menand women who dwell in that realm ofspirits. If it be a gain occasionally to escape fromthis matter-of-fact world, with its trivial rounds,its cares and troubles, and lose ourselvesawhile in a purer air, perhaps even visit thefairyland we read of, and almost believed inwhen we were young, then must we be gladthat art exists; that Matthew Maris lived;and that he painted those visions of an unseenworld, in which we can let our thoughts wanderat will, though we never fully realize the mean-ing of their wonderful mystery, which he onlypartially reveals, only imperfectly sees himself,yet indicates in such suggestive manner, withso evanescent a charm, and in colour tender,delicate, and rich. The advent of one great artist is a rareenough occurrence, but that three brothersshould all be painters of note is almost un-heard of, if it be not a unique eve
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