The Neihart herald. [volume] (Neihart, Mont.) 1890-1901, 1892-07-23
AR ON THE BOWERY.

II Wv I'LL
Genuine Hand Painted Pictures in Oil
Turned Out by the Yard.
There is an artist on the Bowery
who not only takes the cake, but ap-
propriates the cake basket and has
designs upon whatever cold, artistic
pie there may be lying around. His
studio is a big plate glass show win
dow, and he paints all day in full
view of the enthralled populace pc
culiar to the Bowery. The throngs
along the old Dutch cowpath have
never been known to become en-
Unused over any work of art beyond
the portraits of the fat woman and
the lean man in front of the dime
museums. A clever sign in a saloon
window announcing that the free
lunch therein is Of an extraordinary
good quality sometimes draws atten-
ton, but as a rule genuine art is sub
ordinated to other attractions.
This artist, however, who does real
oil paintings while you wait" is
rapidly educating the Bowery boys
to the higher plane of art, from
whence it can be looked with plea
sure on the beauties of a landscape.
He paints with his back to the audi
ence, who can, however, see the
growing richness of the canvas, and
at the same time observe that one of
''these real hand painted pictures is
given away to the purchaser OF every
five dollars worth of goods Within"
From the amazing combinations
that grow and glow under the touch
of the brush n would think that
some of Fra Angelica's angels were
invisibly at work for him, and Eel
tainly Turner's ghost would flee glib
bering to the remote confines of the
other world at the wonderful color,
the striking studies of the Swiss skies
and snow capped mountains, blue
lakes and forests.
Artemus Ward once said that he
exhibited one of his pictures and the
critics said it was the only thing of
the kind they had ever seen. The
same critics would say the same of
these works of art. The amount of
green, blue, orange, red and purple
that are used in depicting real Swiss
mountain scenery undoubtedly
stamps with truth the claim of the
proprietor chat 1.-The oil paint used,
gentlemen, is alone worth the price
of the picture" 1t is a new valua-
ton to be put upon a work Of art,
but there are many now hanging in
great galleries of which the same
thing could truthfully be said.
AS the artist paints, wearing a pair
of huge overa;ls and using a large
palette, his audience crowds three
deep on the sidewalk outside.
Tell We w'ot, Smuggy," says o1lv
unsavory individual who has bee.
turning his head from side to side
and half closing his eyes after the
manner of more renowned but equal
ly ignorant critics, that mugs jist
chain lightnin Oh dom up them pic
lures. He'd be great if he wasn't a
advertiser dodge for the bloke that
run the joint"
That's So" remarked an old and
tattered guest of a cheap lodging
house. Guess he must be maxim a
pile of money if he works by de piece.
GIFTS paid for it by de square inch,
seel OATS de way all desc blokes
work. Better'n bricklayin."
A tall, lean, melancholy young
man. with long hair and a faded
ulster, who might have been an art
list himself, turned sadly around and
said:
NO, it isn't, my very good friend;
no, it isn't
A neighboring hand organ played
Annie Rooney."-New York Adver-
tiser.