Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1898-05-10
HUBERT YOS The ARTIST.
Continued from First Page.

works of art masterful. Other
pictures less advanced on the
easel are of Mr.. and Mrs. Il. ID.
Tenney's children, girl and boy.
They are productions sure to be a
perpetual household Joy. Not
only individual but family fea.
lures address the locker even in
the present incomplete stage Of
the works. Next to Mr.. Vos's
supreme gift of recreatipg the eye,
his fairy wand is in no way more
potent than in producing the
silken tresses of childhood, all the
living tints in light and shade be-
ing rendered with truth. A great
painter answered a student who
asked him for his secret of mixing
colors, 81 mix my colors with
brains" Mr.. Vos certainly does
this, for pigments are not bought
in hundredth part of the variety
of primaries and blends that come
off his palette. They are not
swabs of color laid over or welded
to each other with seams and
welts left exposed, but grow into
each other like the infinite variety
of the chromstic CLOVIS of twilight.
Two of the Hawaiian types are
approaching the finish. One is a
Hawaiian flower girl, of strong
but gentle features and large
physique. She wears one OF her
own flower spangled green wreatbs
about her neck. The other is
Solomon Hiram, the popular
native musician, in gay colored
neglige apparel, twanging his
guitar and smiling at grief. 1t
would be hard to say which of
the two portrsitures the more re
veals artistic genius. Each is
masterpiece. A third type, Just
fairly started, is a Hawaiian lad
OF gracefully athletic build. 1t
promises fine realization. One
large canvas as yet but partly fill
ed with Hawaiian fishss is already
the token of a production thst will
bring one of our local industries
into the worlds eye in array 30
beautiful that it will never be for
gotten. Here Mr.. Vos's suprema-
cy in the realm of color makes
itself most conspicuous. One of
the subjects Is the brilliantly
notified crawfsh of these waters,
assuredly the dandy of the crus
tacean tribe. 1t need not blush
for its portrait, which like itself
will stand anything but boiling.
One of the most esteemed of
ladies born and raised in Homo
lulu has placed an order for her
portrait with Mr.. Vos. The sig.
nificance of this statement lies in
the fact that a few months ago the
same lady had her portrait made
by visiting painter who for a
season cut wide swath among
the patrons and professors of art
in Honolulu. The work is now
utterly discarded and, indeed, is
displayed in Mr.. Vos's atelier like
the Yoricks' skulls that artists
and collectors of relics sometimes
affect as house ornaments.
Mr.. Vos is a member of national
art societies established in the
capitals of many countries. He
was the royal art commissioner
for the kingdom of Holland, his
native country, at the Worlds
Fair. Many of the leading papers
and periodicals of America and
Europe have given unstinted re-
cognition to his genius, The
Celebrities awarding him place
among the greatest four or five
painters of the world. Being still
in the prime OF life--barely forty
five years old--he is still aohiev-
ing, still pursuing, higher ideals
in his vocation. Mr.. Vos is des-
cribed by an authority among the
publications as a reslist with a
leaning toward idealism. This
description cannot be amended
after seeing his works--he has
assuredly hit the happy medium
between the extreme schools of
painting.
For few weeks longer, while
The artist is completing his task
here, Mr.. and Mrs. Vos will con-
time the Saturday afternoon re-
ceptions they have been holding
at the studio. They will be glad
to receive not only their present
friends, but to form the acquain-
lance of every lover of art who