4 May 1912
It doesn’t matter where you look or what you take; your own conception of a given subject is finer than the picture’s. “Mountain Mists”, for instance; who that has ever climbed, or even looked with wonder at, mountains would conceive of Nature’s elemental mystery and rhythm in the terms Mr. Draper employs in No. 730? Who would ever dream of associating his ultra-massaged and “complexioned” wax dummies with the spirit of out-of-doors? None, and we all know it, but yet support as great institutions, socially and artistically, the corporations that encourage these pitiful falsehoods.
C. H. Collins Baker, ‘The Royal Academy’, The Saturday Review, 4 May 1912, pp. 549–550; the passage on p. 550 · scan