Evening journal., 1893-01-19
SENTIMENTAL BEINGS
MALE ARTISTS ARE MIGHTY QUEER
FELLOWS WHEN SINGLE.


lily Falls in Love-His Income. However.
often Serves to Keep Him single.
Very few of our younger artists are
married, but tmay be accepted as n fact
that they all want TO be- Cupid finds no
mark so tempting TO his shaft as that
presented by q painter at his easel.
Studio life and sentiment are almost
synonymous terms. Why this should
be so is easily explained. An artists life
is almost invariably a lonely one. No
matter how sociable his temperament
may be, his working hours are generally
spent in silence and seclusion. Being
essentially of q sensitive nature he longs
for such sympathy as women alone can
give. The failure of q picture or its
complete success are matters that re-
quire more coincidence or congratulation
than can be expressed by n brother
painter. The Rindhest of neighbors can
not 60 further than to say: "LoolS here,
old fellow, am awful sorry that they
sent your picture back from the acade-
my. It's beastly shame. That's what
callit." Or: by Jove, old man, you're
in luck. know lots of fellows with a
big name who have been working for
year back to catch the Shaw or Evans
prize, and you got it away from 'em all.
But you always were n lucky dog"
A woman does these things better.
That is the reason he wants to marry
her The painter is naturally romantic
In his opinion girlhood is always an
gelic. He may have individual pref
erence for blonds or brunettes, for little
or tall OF intellectual or womanly wOm-
en-, but the entire sex is still beautiful
to him, not perhaps in its physical fea-
lures, but in its mental possibilities
Hence he is always in love and restrained
from matrimony only by the difficulty
of supporting two people on an income
that is barely sufficient for one. To be
an artist you must be an idealist. Stu
dio life has extraordinary vicissitudes at
times, but it is always made up more OF
less Of visionary elements. Occasionally
the artists dreams turn into Nightmares,
and he has a very bad quarter of an
hour. But when events disillusiOnize
him he mopes for q short period and pro
Last spring two young men, one a
painter, his companion a sculptor, were
Joint occupants Of a studio in New
York. These departments Of art do not
always agree, inasmuch as the dust and
dirt of a sculptor's modelling platform in
terfere considerably with the purity of q
| portrait makers paints. But neither OF
the young fellows was rich, and by club
bing together they managed to pay the
rent Of a larger studio than they coult
have had separately. The sculptor mad,
as little dust as possible and kept il wei
down by frequently using a watei
sprinkler. Not to be behindhand il
courtesy, the painter was patient, and bl
keeping q sheet of drapery in constan
readiness was enabled instantly to cove
his canvas when his comrade unavoid
ably threw out a cloud Of powdered
plaster Of paris They were comrade
in every sense Of the word, and had
union of pocketbooks as well as of sym
pathies. On one occasion the sculpto,
was so hard up on the final receipt Of (
commission for a large statue that b,
was unable to buy the clay necessary foi
his model, whereupon the painter de
MED himself cigars took to a pipe an,
by this economy got enough money 4
pay for the necessary materials.
Some time afterward the artist re
ceived an important order and had no
the wherewithal to purchase the largl
canvas essential for its execution. Thl
sculptor said nothing, but putting OF
his street coat went out for q walk. Al
hour later he came back accompanie,
by boy, and between them they car
ried canvas twelve feet long by sii
wide. 1t was q windy day, and tn
sculptor was quite exhausted by tn
effort of getting his mruly burden pas
gusty corners. But after a few minutes
breathing spell the two friends EN-
? braced each other affectionately an,
went to work in their respective corners
So ideal a friendship as this ought L
have lasted throughout a lifetime. Blu
an event happened which changes
the current of amiability in the studi
and estranged the two young men 81
that at present they are not even nod
ding acquaintances.
! One day the painter received an orde
for a sketch Of a man in armor. Tn
, sculptor readily consented TO pose 70
r his friend, and after some effort finall
got himself buckled into a suit Of mai
BY ono Of those accidents that some
: times occur at the most inopportun
times the sculptor's fiancee happened {
5 call at the studio chaperoned by livel
married relative. In order to get int
( the armor the sculptor, who is Of larg
frame, had to strip to the skin. To g
p out of the suit Of mail was not to be cor
I sidered. So he had to stand awkward
! listening to the merry laughter Of the L
!, dies over his comical appearance. III
6ancee, encouraged by the witty con
=. ments Of her friend, made such fun {
Z. the unfortunate sculptor that he becam
/. furious and broke off the engagement
,- That evening he employed q trucl1ma
# and removed all his things from the stI
aio without vouchsafng as much as goo'
by to his chum. The experience efecte
an entire change in his opinion Of the i
: dies. His first inamorata was n tall, di
tinguished looking brunette. He is no