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At first Hemlock Pool is not evident in this painting, which is rendered with paint dabbed and rubbed in light autumnal hues across the canvas. However, gradually the contours of the pool on Horseneck Brook (to the west of Twachtman’s home) and the reflections on its surface emerge, filling the middle ground, with the high embankments and trees on either side.
This work is the best match in Twachtman’s oeuvre for a painting with the title Autumn, for which he received the Temple Gold Medal at the Sixty-Fourth annual of the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts, held December 1894 to February 1895. The award, given to the best work in the show, was not a cash prize, although some of the winning paintings were purchased by the academy. Twachtman’s was not purchased, probably because of the harsh response it received in the Philadelphia press, where it was derided as an example of an “extreme and experimental” form of Impressionism that critics felt had become all too prevalent in exhibitions of the day. Their negativity was pronounced enough to be newsworthy, and New York Times covered it in an article extensively quoting from the Philadelphia papers (see selected literature).[1]
The painting was also probably lent by the artist’s wife as Hemlock Pool, Autumn, to the shows of Twachtman’s work in Buffalo and New York in 1913.
From Philadelphia Inquirer 1894
Impressionism is now the idol to which every knee must bow to receive the Academy’s benediction. This is shown in the work of the students, in the prominence given impressionistic paintings in exhibitions, and finally the seal has been set by awarding the Temple Gold Medal, the highest honor of the exhibition to a small Impressionist picture—a misty agglomeration of blues and reds--a thing of shreds and patches. Not but that Mr. Twachtman’s bit of landscape in and of itself is admirably done for a thing of its kind—and the kind is well enough if it is made an incident in art, but to apotheosize it, to ignore all else, is nothing less than rank heresy—it is the effort of a few young sprigs of genius to overthrow the serious results of a thousand years of the best artists—an attempt that must prove futile. Impressionism certainly contains germs of truth. It has its mission.
The award of the Temple gold medal yesterday afternoon to J. H. Twachtman’s “Autumn” is a matter of more than surprise. It is a regret. While it is necessarily an award which no jury of amateurs would make, the “Autumn” is hardly a picture. Its art is experimental, and however fashionable it may be, has only the subterfuge of an affected technique to recommend it. Mr. Twachtman has five outdoor pictures, all in the same manner, painted in and scratched out probably with a palette knife. This art “may appeal to the soul of the artist,” as one of the fraternity remarked yesterday, but it surely will to nobody else.
- Museum website (art.seattleartmuseum.org)