"How many artists must fall by the wayside," mused aging Master Henri Matisse, "for the one that comes through." Most of the 1,000-odd artists exhibiting in Paris' annual "Salon d'Automne" last week had indeed fallen by the wayside. But at least a half dozen had come through.
Honey & Whistles. In the mass it was a conservative show, crammed with more or less competent studies of tired nudes, slick portraits and landscape reminders of pleasant vacations. Instead of the rose-covered cottages and shady elms in similar U.S. landscapes, there were purple-shadowed chateaux and...