Our admiration of Turner lies in this sense of dissolution of tints laid onto a damp base, a harmony already given by an overall haze, whereas our astonishment at Winslow Homer's tropical water-colours is for their glare, a brilliance rapidly indicated by not using more than two washes, one for color, the other for action.

...Hinkson's best paintings are close to Homer's. In our time, and particularly in countries far from the metropolis of taste, any such indebtedness is looked on as imitation, but the history of great painting is a succession, more tactilely obvious than in the other arts. It is one step, or one wrist, from Courbet to Manet. Real painters are not afraid to learn. Picasso kept learning at ninety, as different as he was from Velàsquez. The modern critic may say that he did not copy Velàsquez but reinterpreted him, but I am not sure Picasso would have said it, since even Picasso would not presume to interpret Velàsquez.