The Washington herald., 1911-11-27
WOMEN'S PICTURES
BEAR WRONG NAMES
Fault Lies in Their Lack of
Originality.
By FRANCES L. GARsIpE.

They had been having strenuous time
for week at the Appleton home, caused
by Mrs. Appleton getting excited in the
preparation of a paIer How to put the
baby to sleep without disturbing the fun
damental actions of its brain cells" and
which she read out aloud every night
with such fervor that she awoke every
baby in the block, and the struggles of
! Daysey Mayme with an essay on The
dorman ego of the subconscious self.
With such great and momentous ques-
| tons to be settled, one before the How
! to Redeem the Heather Male Club, and
| the other before the Drop Stitches of
| Modern Life Society, 1t is little wonder
! that Lysander John was neglected. No
| one noticed the increasing grease spots
on his clothes-the badge OF the neglected
man-and when in his Ionesomeness his
pillow cushion ladies assumed life in his
| eyes and he talked out loud to them, now
| deferring and now fiercely argumentative,
no one observed.
| Found His Mission.
Little wonder that before the weeks
and weeks of work on these important
papers were up Lysander John fancied
he also was the controlling spirit in q
club organized, to keep the chariot of
progress going; little wonder that he also
began to work on a paper to read before
| his pillow cushion ladies, and little won
der that all other aims and ambitions
passed out of his mind. At last he had
| a mission!
Art" he wrote with the little chewed-
| up end of a lead pencil, What ails it,"
He read this introduction to the pillow
| cushion ladies, and as there was no re-
sponse, Lysander John concluded they
were impressed, and rocking over his
| glasses related in pompous tones that he
| had found there was much that allied 1t.
and he would treat of the symptoms as
| they suggested themselves.
THE first thing a girl paints he said.
and after which she demands recogni-
| ton, is a stork standing on one leg. Did
you ever know of a picture of the stork
using both legs. or sitting on its nest?
Never! The stork would be more COM
Portable on both legs, and such a picture
| would indicate originality. but where is
| the artist who dares to be original?
"Meditation-Always a picture Of
woman sitting before her kitchen table
with a dish of red apples to give the
needed color. Should be called shiftless-
ness.
"Faith-Represented by a woman so
young she has never known the need OF
it. Not true to life.
FavorIte with Women.
''Madonna-A favorite with all women.
Any picture of a pie-faced woman with
out expression in her face-seIls we'll II
called the Madonna of the Rose the Ma
donna of the Chair or the Madonna Of
Something Else The only requisite to
make a picture of a woman sell is to put
baby into her arms and call her a Ma
donna. No artist was ever brave enough
to paint modern N-1unna with a nurs-
ing bottle in the baby's mouth.
"Despair-Always a picture OF a woman
with disheveled hair hanging down her
back. An old-time notion. These days
the woman who despairs puts on more
curls and puffs and forgets II.
'Innocence-Always a child under two
years. Too old. Should be a babe of
not over three months.
''Motherhood-NeYer true to life, be-
cause the mother is sitting, dreaming,
with her child in her arms. In life she
hasn't time to dream, her hair is neg
lected. and she is kept hustIing in such a
way she would make a better subject for
a moving picture.
Mona Lisa-Every woman paints this
picture, that she may look superior to
her men folks. They never heard OF
Mona Lisa, and think the woman is
smiling in such a self-satisfed way be-
cause she comes from Chicago and
dOesn KNOW ner style OF oolng ner halr
has gone out. Some of them ask IL she is
the author of The Ugly Girl Papers, all
of which ignorance is JOY to the artist,
who finds in it added proof Of mans in
feriority.
What ails art? Lack of originality.
Every one who uses paint brush be-
comes sheep. Halos that look like un-
derdone pie, cherubs with wienerwurst
arms, and sunsets that resemble the in
side OF a watermelon have become their
ideals and warped their judgment"
Then Lysander John stopped to sharpen |
his pencil by chewing of the end.