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Mallon lists Pepys as a chronicler, one of seven categories of note takers. The others: travelers, pilgrims, creators, apologists, confessors and prisoners. To some degree these are arbitrary distinctions; the 19th century British painter Benjamin Haydon recorded his financial and artistic woes in 26 confidential volumes. As one of his last exhibitions fails, he laments, "They rush by thousands to see (Tom) Thumb. They push, they fight, they scream, they faint . . . They see my bills, my boards & don't read them." Months later he quotes King Lear, "Stretch me no longer on this tough World," and commits suicide...
...Museum of Contemporary Art, is now on view at the La Jolla Museum in La Jolla, Calif. The show will also travel to Chicago, Montreal and Washington. It is not a show to miss, partly because it has so much to say about the problems of being an "engaged" painter in America today. At root, they come down to how painting can operate in the realm of ideas about violence and power when its audience's sense of the terrible has been so largely pre-empted by photography, film...
...switched without announcement or ceremony last month, but not because the subject was unknown. The reason is that former President Richard Nixon, 71, never did like the portrait of him by Alexander Clayton that hung for three years outside the East Room. So last January, Nixon personally commissioned Houston Painter J. Anthony Wills, 72, to produce a new likeness for $20,000. Wills, who had done Dwight Eisenhower's White House portrait and had also rendered Henry Kissinger for the State Department, went to New York City to see his subject. But he tried to paint...
Letters (Abrams; 311 pages; $67.50). That is not the fault of Barbara Ehrlich White, a Renoir expert who has written a thorough and commendably lucid biography of the great French painter. The problem stems from the size of this magnificent book, which is every bit as big and heavy as it has to be to accommodate hundreds of sumptuous reproductions. They too, of course, distract attention from the text: voluptuous nudes, enchanted gardens, glittering portraits and skies filled to the brim with sunlight. Dedicated readers will learn that Renoir's long life was not as serene and untroubled...
...takes her papa to a country inn for a chat and one lingering waltz before nightfall; then, as abruptly as she came, Irène drives off to patch up a lovers' quarrel. Dinner, farewells, and a last reflection for Monsieur on his role as parent and painter...