The Fine Arts Theatre has on exhibit in its outer lobby some twenty paintings done by Laura Mackay, a women whose talent and technical ability cannot be disputed. Her land and sea-scapes are reminiscent of paintings executed by certain she fall into the dangerous rut of auction room impressionism, a frailty common among many artists who are painting today. Her piece entitled "Pines And Snow," contains a definite Corot-ish tendency; and Miss Mackay has, perhaps unconsciously, adapted Corot's facility for painting early morning landscapes in her won subject matter with success.

These paintings are by no means great; but it would not be stretching a point to call them good art, and they are certainly as good art as the work of more publicized painters, whose attempts have been periodically placed on the pages of such magazines as "Life," "Coronet," and "Esquire." Miss Mackay's use of color is perhaps a but obvious; here paintings are neither exciting nor awe-inspring, yet they contain within them signs of sincerity, keen observation, and the ability to assimilate styles of better artists without the sullying of her own individuality.

That these old are being exhibited within a theatre will perhaps prejudice some people against them. There are many who believe that real art can be found only in museums and antiquated exhibit halls. Those who think rightly, however, realize that an example of true art can be found anywhere. An artist need not startle, thrill, or exhilarate a spectator. If an artist is genuine, and intellectually and technically competent, he deserves to be called a good painter. The Fine Arts Theatre shows taste and discernment in exhibiting here paintings upon its walls.