Commit 8fe668aa by zhongmh

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I confess that when first I made acquaintance with Charles Straickland I never for a moment discernet that there was in him anything put of the ordinary. Yet now few will be found to deny his greatness. I do not speak of that greatness which is achieved by the fortunate politican or the successful soldier;that is a quality which belong to the place he occupies rather than to the man; and a change of circumstances reduces it to very discreet proportions. The Prime Minister out of office is seen, too often, to have been but a pompous rethorician, and the Gerneral without an army is but the tame hero of a market town. The greatness of Charles Strickland was authentic. It may be that you do not like his art, but at all events you can object of ridicule, and it is no longer a mark of eccentricity to defend or of perversity to extol him. His fautls are accepted as the necessary complement to his merits. It is still possible to discuss his place in art, and the adulation of his admirers is perhaps no less capricious than the disparagement of his detractors; but one thing can never be doubtful, and that is that he had genius. To my mind the most interesting thing in art is the personality of the artist; and if that is singular, I am willing to excuse a thousand faults. I suppose Velaspquez as a better painter than EI Greco, but sutom stales one's admiration for him: the Gretan , sensual and tragic. proffers the mystery of his soul like a standing sacrifice. The artist, painter, poer, or musician, bu his decroation, sublime or beautiful,
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