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Day's portraits were notable for their suggestive effect and were competently-enough executed. I found strange incongruities within each canvas, though. The Girl with a Mona Lisa background was a bit hard to take, you know. In "Ross O'Rourke" the composite features—particularly the hands and the body—seemed strangely at odds with each other.

It is to be hoped that Mr Day and his supporters will not take dire offence at this criticism or, at least if they do, that they wield their critical cudgels in a rather more expert way than did that carousing, roistering hand of Andre Brooke supporters.

Even so, cudgel-play is hardly conducive to critical analysis and I feel that the delicate surgery I have tried to perform on the corpus of Day should be offset by equally delicate surgery upon myself—and not with the butcher's knife, either, thank you.

Footnote: It's good to see NZBC "Arts Review" giving over some space to the Fine Arts at last; but there's still far too much extraneous matter broadcast.