Identifier: artartistsofourt04cook (find matches)
Title: Art and artists of our time
Year: 1888 (1880s)
Authors: Cook, Clarence, 1828-1900
Subjects: Painting Painters
Publisher: New York, S. Hess
Contributing Library: Brandeis University Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: Boston Library Consortium Member Libraries

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e. Behind her, rises the great wall of thecastle; its stones covered with moss and lichen, and embroidered on this soft-hued back-ground with the tender tracery of the ivy. The shrubbery, grown rank and spindling forwant of care, strains upward to the light, and weaves a trellis of its slender branches, throughwhich the sunlight streams, softly diffused. Grass and weeds have long ago marked out thepattern of the pavement with their fringing growth between the edges of the flagging-stones,and although the stone bench yet holds its place, and the great slab still serves for a table, as ART AND ARTISTS OF OUR TIME. 195 it did in the old days when the master of the castle and his friends came here after dinner todrink their wine and discnss the times, yet these marble blocks are worn and shaken with theyears, their angles marred and their surface stained with mould. But, in the midst of aU thisruin, the old ramping lion loyally guards the stone shields that keep his ancient masters titles
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A COSY CORNER. FROM THE PAINTING BY L. V. CARSTENS. alive, although his once bristling mane and angry pride are tamed by centuries of storm; andhis mouth, that once roared as threateningly, is now only a safe resting-place for birds. Time,too, that so softly takes our joys away, yet is not altogether cruel, since he hides his woundsin moss and flowers, and lightens up this spot, so full of saddening memories, with this fairblossom of youth and gracefulness for whom all this ruin is but a foil. Gtjstat Adolf Spa-n-ge^s^berg, the painter of The Twilight Hour, is an artist of pure 196 ART AND ARTISTS OF OUR TIME. German type in his clioice of subject, in liis way of conceiving it, and in his style of execu-tion. In the choice of his subject he confines himself to his own country, to its history, itslegends, and its beliefs; he looks at it with the eyes of those about him, aiming no higher thanto give expression to the thoughts and feelings jf those among whom he lives, and in his wayof p

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