New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1861-05-12
THE BosToNIAN IN NEW YORK.

thougtful and solid; within IL is noheJ-VV0AOu WIN
eosv saircasss and convenient corridors, wherein lhe
n.nir.d may learn the time Of day from the aboHous
y or imnart remarks ofvalue 10 the receptive o. whose
melancholy ewes always seem TO ask you what you are
thinking Of Wien yOu first enter, physieans slate
autes your eyes, suspended outside bis door, whose
very hinges are doubtless oiled with healing. The
physcans baby is also substantially dspOrDg itseli in
s nurses arms. Clearly, they deal with realities IN
this building. Is not medicine art, however The
ChIurg has good right here, but why this smell Of
cabbage pervsdDg the classic shades On Mondays,
when they wash, cabbage is traditional in New-En-
gland along with the corned beef it's indgestibe twin
We have often made up our minds TO this homely
opening Of the weeks plain rations but cabbage on
Thursday that passes our understanding. We go
musng mp stairs passing doors that iliustrous with
the cards nailed upon them and just we are about TO
cross the sacred threshold of the artist come to VISIT
the thing becomes clear TO us-the doctor muet be q
Dutchman.
But tie slender form stands in the doorway, greeting
u.s. aud the dark eyes second the inviting gesture OF the
hand. We enter paralellogramc room, softly lighted
from one side and hung with various trophies of travel
and adventure. Here, an immense palm-braneh hangs
above our heads reminding of the tropics, when It
was green once, and we happy. Here, monst ous
bulIalo's head set in panel on the wall, threatens
US with lie strong horns and halfhuman eyes. Here is
an armchair, upholstered with panther's skin. On
the left hangs picture Of Coles, painting Of huge
rocks with very small PTomebeus attached, sOsmall
in fact that his sueings seem of little more conse-
0uence than the moral experience Of musketo. The
landscape painters you see, the carcaure of
the head and figure painters Instead Of q gigantic
man. encased in an inintesimal world they give us
grandion world, with pgmy men as its adjunc's.
Both aspects are legitimate uknow-it deper de only
upon the point of view. To return TO the studio We
see glory of butterfly hung in a frame on the wall,
and before we look the picture the artist shows
another, with exquisite opaGne lufter, like bur
nished crystal, hiding a thought of heaven. We
soon understand the value OF this beautiful toy
OF nature, for when the large canvas on the
easel is turned toward us, and the iceberg
appears in its living portrait, prevailing over it
varied colors a sheen like the luster the butterys
wing The painter had assisted lis memory by this
little memorandum of nature, fortuitouBy met with,
but when found TO be made a note Of. This wonderful
combination of color had been tried let US imagine,
the insects wing and then transferred TO the larger
labor of the iceberg and the ait bad found and fol
lowed the process ] viii not PREJUDICE the picture,
position does not give much scope for descriptive par
tcularization. II is an iceberg hing Of extraordi
nary prismatc beauty, with the sea about IT, and only
vista OF eternal Winter in its rear. As studied its
various aspects we reoiced in the weheaed stove Of
the studio. The picture is that would affect the
thermometer and lowe the temperature Of the exhi
biion room say twenty degrees. Tacitus says that in
all defeats the eye is conquered fret So, in all Arctic
IL %. tb. ardo
in a moment the slow agones that shall wind slowly,
endurngly about the tender tssues and the unsufpect
ins blood.vesses This fret shock Mr. Church's pic
ture gives us. Ills art has really put grde round
the EARTH for il is not or need be, half an hour
since he made us zee, on the walls Of the Academy,
the palms and deep sky Of Palestine, warm with the
starlight Of the fest morning that ever dawned on
earth Thus art multpes experiences, and saving the
labor and length Of travel pFoongs little life ten
fold By concentrating before us the widespread beau
ties which il longest term short to gather for
ourselves.
We love that landscape painting should be literal.
Mr.. Church gives bo,L the spirit and the letter Of
Mature and the feeling that bis pictures produce IL the
true test Of their commences. There are some who
more anxious to put the seal Of their style upon the
scenes they present 10 us, than 10 give fresh and
close Interpretation of Nature How some artists
avoid The color green in landscape forgetting that
mere greenness is of Natures great staples Of en-
oyment. Their strawberries are therefore curiously
nctured in olive, brown, yellow gray, and black but
verdure they cannot give We recognize the faith
full drawing Of their we!.known points Of view, but
we feel in their pictures perpetual drouh, that al
most makes US thirsty Give the living green, broth
er, and don't fear TO put flash Of blue in your sky
and ditto in your sea, if you have one know that
all ooors in Nature are composite, but these wan
dreams Of yours look as Nature would if she could
vive her youth and allow Time to write wrinkles and
very damaging ones, too, upon her azure brow.
Another Is literal in biz cooring. He believes 80 in
green that bis grass and trees are touched with 10
other oolorhs deepest shadows only deeper green,
with no black or brown to help them. Whether this
may be carried too far say ye who are learned in The
seasons Of art. But lie does not choose biz subject
happily. Why should his painful labor present and
perpeiuate square white house, with the utmost reg
ularity Of door, chimney, and window The per-
petuation Of his representation compels praise, but
that house, even with The wonderful leaf shadows he
has worked its surface, not w9ith preserving.
Still these shadows, and the fresh boughs that cast
them, have given us the feeling Of the Summer noon
this il no small pr,ise-et it content him till he can
deserve better.
must not'foTget 10 speak Of picture by tie vene-
rean Page, which also saw in the Academy. The
subject is an infant Bscchus taking that welcome day
nap with which twoyear-ods occasionally relieve their
wearied uurses. Should this pethorc infant grow up
be would rival the Daddy Lambert of our youthful re-
membranes. But he can't grow up, because he isn't
alive The design may be Mr.. Pages If is very poor
and lie quite welcome to it, but the cooring is learned
by roie from Titan, and very mechanically applied
Tho flesh is Yellow The shadows are black, the and