登陆注册
4701500000029

第29章

IT was some two hours after this that a gentleman, plainly dressed, but whose clothes seemed a part of himself (whereas mine I have observed hang upon me; and the Rev. Josiah Splitall's stick to him)--glided into the painter's room, with an inquiry whether he had not a picture or two disposable.

"I have one finished picture, sir," said the poor boy; "but the price is high!"

He brought it, in a faint-hearted way; for he had shown it to five picture-dealers, and all five agreed it was hard.

He had painted a lime-tree, distant fifty yards, and so painted it that it looked something like a lime-tree fifty yards off.

"That was _mesquin,"_ said his judges; "the poetry of painting required abstract trees, at metaphysical distance, not the various trees of nature, as they appear under positive accidents."

On this Mr. Gatty had deluged them with words.

"When it is art, truth, or sense to fuse a cow, a horse, and a critic into one undistinguishable quadruped, with six legs, then it will be art to melt an ash, an elm, and a lime, things that differ more than quadrupeds, into what you call abstract trees, that any man who has seen a tree, as well as looked at one, would call drunken stinging-nettles.

You, who never look at nature, how can you judge the arts, which are all but copies of nature? At two hundred yards' distance, full-grown trees are more distinguishable than the animal tribe. Paint me an abstract human being, neither man nor a woman," said he, "and then I will agree to paint a tree that shall be no tree; and, if no man will buy it, perhaps the father of lies will take it off my hands, and hang it in the only place it would not disgrace."

In short, he never left off till he had crushed the non-buyers with eloquence and satire; but he could not crush them into buyers--they beat him at the passive retort.

Poor Gatty, when the momentary excitement of argument had subsided, drank the bitter cup all must drink awhile, whose bark is alive and strong enough to stem the current down which the dead, weak things of the world are drifting, many of them into safe harbors.

And now he brought out his picture with a heavy heart.

"Now," said he to himself, "this gentleman will talk me dead, and leave me no richer in coin, and poorer in time and patience."

The picture was placed in a light, the visitor sat down before it.

A long pause ensued.

"Has he fainted?" thought Gatty, ironically; "he doesn't gabble."

"If you do not mind painting before me," said the visitor, "I should be glad if you would continue while I look into this picture."

Gatty painted.

The visitor held his tongue.

At first the silence made the artist uneasy, but by degrees it began to give him pleasure; whoever this was, it was not one of the flies that had hitherto stung him, nor the jackdaws that had chattered him dead.

Glorious silence! he began to paint under its influence like one inspired.

Half an hour passed thus.

"What is the price of this work of art?"

"Eighty pounds."

"I take it," said his visitor, quietly.

What, no more difficulty than that? He felt almost disappointed at gaining his object so easily.

"I am obliged to you, sir; much obliged to you," he added, for he reflected what eighty pounds were to him just then.

"It is my descendants who are obliged to you," replied the gentleman;

"the picture is immortal!"

These words were an epoch in the painter's life.

The grave, silent inspection that had preceded them, the cool, deliberate, masterly tone in which they were said, made them oracular to him.

Words of such import took him by surprise.

He had thirsted for average praise in vain.

A hand had taken him, and placed him at the top of the tree.

He retired abruptly, or he would have burst into tears.

He ran to his mother.

"Mother," said he, "I am a painter; I always thought so at bottom, but I suppose it is the height of my ideas makes me discontented with my work."

"What has happened?'

"There is a critic in my room. I had no idea there was a critic in the creation, and there is one in my room.

"Has he bought your picture, my poor boy?" said Mrs. Gatty, distrustfully.

To her surprise he replied:

"Yes! he has got it; only eighty pounds for an immortal picture."

Mrs. Gatty was overjoyed, Gatty was a little sad; but, reviving, he professed himself glad; the picture was going to a judge.

"It is not much money," said he, "but the man has spoken words that are ten thousand pounds to me."

同类推荐
  • 投瓮随笔

    投瓮随笔

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
  • 挞虏纪事

    挞虏纪事

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
  • 节南山之什

    节南山之什

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
  • 浮山法句

    浮山法句

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
  • 冯延巳祠集评

    冯延巳祠集评

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。汇聚授权电子版权。
热门推荐
  • 无非求碗热汤喝

    无非求碗热汤喝

    人生在世,吃喝二字。豆瓣、知乎、虎扑知名作者张佳玮暖心美食随笔。从家常食话,到零食小点;从应景吃食,到各地风物,从文化掌故,到童话臆想……引经据典,深入浅出。有吃,有文化,有故事;关于吃,吃什么,怎么吃;更关于吃的心情,陪你吃的人,你吃的时候想着你和你想着的人……
  • 异灵实录(一千灵异夜)

    异灵实录(一千灵异夜)

    三更看凶榜,灵魂等摆渡。中国恐怖故事,招魂死亡笔记。有一种事情讲得清楚,有一种感觉说不明白。细思恐极的恐惧从心底升起,看完这99个故事,你会怀疑你的人生。作者独自到外地出差,深夜住进了当地的酒店,由于没有空房,只能住进底楼的最后一间。就在这一晚,发生了很多奇怪的事……进入房间后,手机信号完全消失;原本调在低温的空调莫名升到了30度;被关紧的淋浴器水龙头一次又一次自己打开;拨打服务台电话报修,却迟迟没有人来;打扫的阿姨敲门后却死也不肯进屋……
  • 后宫富贵闲人

    后宫富贵闲人

    落在国泰民安王朝,傍上绝代帝王,宫廷平静、夫君寡言、公主乖巧,连护卫丫头都忠心耿耿,唯一让她不满的是一群整天做皇后梦的妃子!想当皇后?拿去!姐不稀罕!
  • 我的滥情老公

    我的滥情老公

    人前,她是美术系的校花;人后,她是他冷落的妻子…骄傲如他,商业界中的领纵之王;俊美如他,一个眼神迷倒全世界;滥情如他,万千花蕾为他而绽放…“记着,永远也不要爱上我……”他性感的唇片幽幽的吐出一句话。她的心疼得就像针刺般,可是她却讽刺的笑了“爱?……你以为我们之间还会有爱吗?…”一次酒醉,他推开了她的房门……从此以后,一切都似乎变质了,似乎心在沉沦,情在发萌…“如果,你爱上了我,那么就离婚吧…”她沉默了,转身而去,为什么越爱得深,心就越痛?“不会有那天,因为你不值得……”直到某天,她爱得他无心无肺,可是他的滥情与风流却把她打进了死角……心死了,孩子也没了…她绝情的把离婚协议书放在他面前……“签字吧,从今以后我们没有半点关系……”他却震住了,然后勾起唇边“如果,我反悔呢?”
  • 浮尘烬:将门女凰

    浮尘烬:将门女凰

    "我死了以后,骨灰要撒在疆场,方不负我戎马一生。”古往今来,多少妃嫔宠妾,死后,莫不想长伴君侧。唯有她,成了愿把骨灰撒在沙场的第一人。“放手就输了,我绝不放手,除非你砍了我的手。”男子态度坚决,而她嘴角倾斜,手起刀落。“这世人比绝情,莫过于你,我真想把你的心挖出来看看,它是什么做的!”“确定要喜欢我了?那好,准备一副棺材。”“为什么?”她巧笑倩兮,“因为靠近我身边的人,都,不得好死!”--情节虚构,请勿模仿
  • 我的修仙都是挂

    我的修仙都是挂

    本书正式章节从第二卷开始。仙剑世界里,与剑圣坐而论道,与拜月教主探讨科学真理。仙四世界里,为云天河逆转命运,我命由我不由天。仙三世界里,与飞蓬,魔尊重楼一战高下。斗罗世界,斗破世界,大主宰世界,仙逆时间,盘龙世界,星辰变世界,莽荒纪世界,遮天世界,神墓世界,完美世界,洪荒世界……………ps:作者已经放飞自我,怎么爽文怎么来!
  • 如何让你的孩子更优秀

    如何让你的孩子更优秀

    本书从孩子的心态、学业、志向、品德及应对挫折等五个方面入手,通过中外名人教子事例、哲理寓言、经典案例等,系统地提出了一个如何让你的孩子更优秀的教育方案。本书将理论与实践有机结合在一起,相信每位家长能从中找到切实可行的教子良方。
  • 健康习惯指导(学生素质规范教育)

    健康习惯指导(学生素质规范教育)

    本书从身体,常见疾病,重大疾病预防,心理健康青少年成长发育等多个方面知道读者如何获得身心健康。具体包括怎样培养健康的。
  • 道主且慢

    道主且慢

    青夙前半生自由无拘,后半生却为一个异族之人成为仙族罪人。当在凡间做生意的折逸摇身一变,变成龙族上任族长后,他站在幽暗的水岸上望着她。“可知错?”她答,“知错。”“可悔?”她道,“不悔。”为何不悔?”她抬起眼眸,睿智而明亮,“心无罪,不该定。”
  • 火爆魔妃之魔王你别动

    火爆魔妃之魔王你别动

    她,本是一个天才,在五岁那年被自己的姐姐取出来精血,导致她成为了废材,十年过后,御魂崛,看她如何成为人上人。