Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1909-12-20
Especial correspondence.)


= ONDON, Dec. SIN screen
guarded bed on the top hoor OF
4s.. Bedford Square. London, lives
one OF the most wonderful men
in london. He was the friend oil
Ruskin and of dozens of other men VINO
have made art history; while TO-DAY MS
bedroom is a Mecca for picture-buying
Americans and everybody in the MOD
ern English art movement.
His name Is James OrIOck- He was
born in Edinburgh. Scotland, at the
end of October, 1929. so he is so years OF
age. For the last three years rheumat-
ic gout, his bittercst enemy. has kept
him in bed but, though 1t has triumphed
over his body. his spirit and will have
proved invulnerable. Two of the most
successful pictures at the present ex-
hibition of the Royal Institute of Paint
ers In Oil-''Drovers Crossing Sands at
Holy Island" and Sands at Chapel.
Lncolnshire"-are from the brush of
this bedridden veteran of so. For
James Orrock is an artist. And
he Is a collector as well; to say nothing
of being surgeon, dentist, a lecturer,
writer. and the greatest Turner ex-
pert ever known-and this notwith-
standing the claims of Ruskin.
PAINTS IN BED.
All day long. propped up in bed
with comfortable pillows. James Orrock
paints pictures that may one day be
as eagerly sought after by collectors as
the work of his great master. Turner.
There is absolutely nothing in these
brilliant masterpieces in oil and water
color to suggest the invalid or the man
of so. They are as old as Turner and
as modern as the work OF the most
progressive man in London.
The life of James Orrock is like a TO
nance. To listen to the kindly faced
old man-white-h haired. firmly featured
his spectacles raised to his forehead
showing tho almost youthful brightness
of his eyeS-as he casts his memory
back. Is a rare experience
MY father was a surgeon dentist"
he says. 'and. l think. from the mo-
ment of my birth. he ordained that I
should follow In his footsteps. When
grew old enough he made me study
day and night, all the while dcploring
my lack of intelligence.
II surprised him by winning three
gold medals at the Edinburgh Medical
Schools for Surgery, Dentistry and
Anatomy. l answered one question the
examiners were unable to deal with
without reference And they gave me
double marks for this-25-although II
was the limit.
THE LAST STRAW.
My father next wanted me to go in
for professorship. but l had another
grces. I was able to tell him that l
was engaged to be married. This was
the last straw He prophesied a ruined
career and called me all the fools in the
world.
'1As the lady I was engaged TO was
afraid that she wouldn't understand the
Scotch-she was English. a leicester
shire woman-I moved to Nottingham,
where l began practising az a dentist
In a few years was the principal dem
tist in the city with an Income of $20-
900 a year and the approval once moro
OF my father
IT had always loved art There is
nothing I get so much joy out of So
one fine day l threw up my income and
again earned my fathers Indignation,
by breaking the news to him that In
tended to take art up professionally.
Although my friends endeavored to dis
suade me from this decision went on