Even before you came to the end of the retrospective of the art of Juan Gris (organized by the University Art Museum, Berkeley, but first seen—and seen by this reviewer—at the National Gallery of Art in Washington), you began to get the feeling that Gris was to Cubism what Zeppo was to the Marx Brothers. Not untalented—not that at all—possessed, in fact, of a small, engaging presence, a pleasant
... [Show full abstract] face, and an agreeable tenor, but allied as a junior member to an enterprise of far more reach and wit, far more mischief and metaphysics, than that talent could ultimately assist or perhaps really understand.