Richard Eurich was a “awfully good painter” writes Richard Dorment. But he was a stubborn independent who went his own way. And though pleasant, he fired off a savage critique of critics in the form of a painting. “The contrast between the foolishness of the impotent critics and the moral clarity of the virile artist is the picture’s unmistakable point. A reproduction of The Critics should hang over the desks of all of us who write about the arts, for it reminds us how easy it is to become focused on emerging artists, while neglecting true but idiosyncratic talent.”