Arizona weekly journal-miner., 1892-05-25
ART ON rns soweRy.
Genuine Hand Painted Pictures In oil
 Turned Out by the Yard.

Genuine Hand Painted Pictures In OiI 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 big plate glass show win dow, and he paints all day in full view of the enthralled populace pc euliar 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. tion. but as rule genuine art is sub orSlinated 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 one would think that some of Fra Angelica's angels were invisibly at work for him, and cer- 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 cf the proprietor that ''the oil paint used, gentlemen, is alone worth the price of the picture" It is a new valua- ton to be put upon 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 pair of huge overalls and using @ large palette, his audience crowds three deep on the sidewalk outside.
 Tell ye w'ot, Smuggy," says one unsavory individual who has been 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 ightnin on doin up them pie lures. He'd be great if he wasn't a advertisin dodge for the bloke that runs the joint"
 That's so," remarked an old and tattered guest of a cheap lodging house. Guess he must be makin a pile of money if he works by de piece. Gifts paid for it by de square inch, seei 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 ist 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.