ART.
LONDON PICTURES.
Mn. LEONARD M. POWELL, at the Dudley Gallery, 169 Piccadilly, is showing an interesting and skilful series of London views in water-colours, mainly riverside. In recent years the Thames scene has not inspired many notable works of art. Whistler's ghostly barque left a wake of muddy reflections, and the heavily laden realists who followed were mostly at the mercy of countless changing impressions of the river and its great skies, and failed to steer a fine course. This year, however, at Mr. Paterson's Gallery in Bond Street, Mr. Teed, a young artist who lives on Bankside, showed some haunting visions of the river which had real tenderness and poetry, and • "Tory Members are trembling before the remorseless propaganda, the unerring arithmetic of Mr. Chiozza Money and Sir Alfred Mond." —The Yubanieutars .apresentative of the Daily News, January 8th, 1913. now 14Ir. Powell gives. a series of glittering representations of it.43.j91lYr e4.'ell,u0t18 life. The similarity of size and mounting of Mr. Petwelre pictures gives tt monotony to the show that it does not deserve. There is individual observation—keener, perhaK in tone incrlitie 'Mei 1t5 colour—in every one of them, and a particular tirtrie in-them is the skies, admirably studied, and undeniably London: The Unemployed on Tower Hill (No. 69), with its -brassy lights breaking through dark purple Moods,' or -the, weary old gold with a pinkish tinge in Fog, Trafalgar.Sqqare (No. 44), or the half-soiled white clouds sailing over the blue in so many of the blither pieces, are wonderfully well observed. Looking at the collection as a whole, one is most aware of the pale crocus colours of the London skiea and the plum-bloom of the building* in the middle'distance.One of the best of the London series, however, is not a river scene but a straightfotward view of Piebadilly from the Green Park, with a tree in the foreground —a vivid statement of a well-known London delight, and-yet bythe inteneitty.• of its -phrasing it-comes to one as a surprise. Mr. Powelrs pictures, indeed, are statements rather than rhapsodies or lyrics.It is a pictorial survey of London of worth:and charm,not an excursion into its secret poetry.
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