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Repository 166: Where Art Falls Down | The Not-so-genius MacArthur Genius
I’m not going to lie, if Picasso were alive today and he spoke at my commencement address I would listen very, very carefully. If he told me to go smoke a cigar through my nose, I would. We artists, despite the idea or aura of being one’s own voice, are very impressionable. And in a field that gives no rules, no reassurance and no true metrics we are constantly looking for a sign, a guideline or a concept that will…
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