The art critic of the Times uses the reception accorded two showings of American art in Europe to point his criticism of the shortcomings, the hopes and the aspirations of American art. This scarcely merits expansion into a book; rather is it a stimulating and interesting essay for a magazine. As a book, printed in studiedly modern type, and with inexplicable variations as to width of margins, etc., it seems mannered and artificial. The book might be of interest to students, but scarcely to the general public. And the format -- and the price -- and the lack of illustration (there are only decorative sketches included) unfit it for that field at the price.