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“Picasso is the King. Everything and everybody revolves around him. His whim is law. No word of criticism is ever heard. There is a great deal of talk but very little serious discussion. Picasso behaves and is treated like a child who has to be protected. It is perfectly ordinary to like one picture better than other. But it is inconceivable that anybody should suggest that any painting is a total failure. There is no sense whatsoever of a struggle towards an aim: only a sense of Picasso struggling blindly within himself, and everybody else struggling to keep him amused and happy. […] Picasso is only happy when working. Yet he has nothing of his own to work on. He takes up the themes of others painters� pictures: Delacroix’s FEMMES D’ALGER, Velasquez’s LAS MENINAS, Manet’s DEJEUNER SUR L’HERBE. He decorates pots and plates that other men make for him. He is reduced to playing like a child. He has once again become the child prodigy. The world has failed to liberate him from that state because it has failed to encourage him to develop.�