. . .We can talk about art’s pleasing arrangements, shapes and color or argue over the various styles, schools and movements but in the end, it really does come down to what moves us.
I can remember my first epiphany with art. It was at the 1964 World’s Fair in New York. The Vatican had nervously loaned Michelangelo’s “Pieta” to exhibit. I rode that silly moving sidewalk as many times as I could, listening to the . . .

 

 

 

 

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