From: Lipari J. <cy...@mc...> - 2009-08-18 07:08:09
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Word, I begin to believe in you. Vane. I can endure even that. Denham. I am on the wrong tack then? Vane. My dear fellow, look at that canvas. What a method! You are like an amateur pianist who tries laboriously to obtain tone, without having mastered the keyboard. One cannot _blunder_ into great art. Only Englishmen make the attempt. You are a nation of amateurs. (_He turns away, and sees a sketch on the_ L _wall_) Did you do this? Denham. My brush did it somehow. Vane. Ah! this is exquisite--or would be if you could paint. Why, _why_ not learn the technique of your art, and make these notes of a mood, a moment, so as to give real delight? Denham. Upon my word, Vane, you are right. That sketch is worth a wilderness of Brynhilds. But look here! (_Crosses to picture. He opens a pocket knife, and |