‘The tyrannical rule of nature morte is, at last, over,’ announced Paul Nash in the Listener in 1931. ‘Apples have had their day.’ Since Cézanne fulfilled his famous boast that he would astonish Paris with an apple, artists had been trying the same trick in London, with limited success. Astonishment, unfortunately, only works once. Nash had had it up to here with them apples: tired of post-impressionism, tired of still life.
Continental ghosts haunt the tabletops of Pallant House Gallery’s informative new survey of modern and contemporary British still life. First it was the Dutch, emulated in the show’s introductory room in a Mary Moser flower painting and a ‘Still Life with Joint of Beef on a Pewter Dish’ (c.1750-60), done to a turn by the Chichester-born painter George Smith. Had other Britons followed Smith’s patriotic lead in their choice of subjects we might have developed a native strain of still life less dependent on European influence; as it is, the exhibition proper begins with William Nicholson’s 1920 ‘Silver Casket and Red Leather Box’ (see below) emulating Chardin and a bunch of fauve-light fruits in compotiers by the Scottish colourists.
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