https://www.jstor.org/stable/10.7864/j.ctt7zsvmc https://www.jstor.org/stable/10.7864/j.ctt7zsvmc.3 I remember to this day how I learned about Alice Rivlin’s now ...
I used to think Jackson Pollock was a fraud. Standing in galleries next to his drip paintings, I'd dismiss them as chaos masquerading as art. Then I took my 2-year-old daughter to the Buffalo AKG Art ...
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