Many an artist has been accused of insanity. There was the bovine Rousseau who was the laugh of Paris in his day and "Pere" Cezanne of whom the worthies of Aix said, with a shrug: "Surely he is mad." Today the sale of a Rousseau or a Cezanne is an art event. They run into five figures. America had Blakelock, painter of dark, glowing Indian encampments, who was committed to an insane asylum and kept in for the greater part of his life. It is well for the Fauves* of Paris that solicitous...
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