when asked to combine, into one, three painters.....I chose Jackson, Mark and Clyfford, in 1965.....not, then, realizing that I was just a slave to Fashion....I immolated the last of 'this', in my parent's outdoor charcoal cooking apparatus, and ground the black ash into a pile of dust and tossed it into a hole in the woods.......This single painting persists, because it was stuck behind some boxes in a closet.....A victim of the 'Tastes of the Times'.......rather than meritorious 'Art'.......
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