| To say Fauves? How some poets of 1890 would have written is to show them as a whole, as they presented themselves each year at the Salon des Indépendants, their refuge, their hideout (....)
Girieud! painters and amateurs who have come to art since the war can they present a Girieud in the posture to seek a crown of prince of the Fauves? Already full of Italianism, he sacrificed, as if by arms, to Pure Color, submitting examples of old Grunewald to the processes, then held to be wild, which also rejoiced, according to Matisse, Derain, Vlaminck and even Georges Braque tumbling trucks of minium on its Normandy beaches, on the eve of disrupting the economy of young workshops by delivering all the beautiful secrets of the house painter that he remembered, beneficial, having been the day before. Girieud! What a riot of greens, reds and yellows in his composite canvases that Tarascans always seemed to cross!
Joachim Gasquet hadn't been there yet. Joachim Gasquet who, keeping for himself all alone, in secret, the love of the great Cézanne whom he had confessed, was going to recruit, with the neo-classical contest of Mr. Xavier de Magallon, for his Mediterranean School, according to some pictorial maurassism , which earned us the ephemeral Salon de Mai, in Marseille, the decoration of a castle and a chapel, from the Alpilles to Saintes-Maries-de-la-mer, various aesthetic-electoral events - Politics first! _ and to what remains faithful, with Girieud of himself unknown, Alfred Lombard, who, dandy with ambitious views, promised to be like a Marsay of great composition. (....) |