Brooklyn Rail / December 12, 2008
Once one of my students told me in an office hour that on a recent plane ride she sat next to a lawyer who gossiped with her about a divorce he was arranging for one of my teachers; even though I didn’t want to hear about it, she needed to talk; fortunately for the principals, both of whom I deeply respected, the divorce never went through. I recall this now, confronted by an interesting exhibition of manuscript letters and cards as well as caricatural drawings and a classic print, by Ad Reinhardt…Read Article