Bernard Karfiol, a nut-brown little walnut of a man, is one of the country's most reserved and most respected artists. In almost half a century of painting he has had less than a dozen one-man shows, but they have earned him a place in a dozen topnotch museums. His latest exhibition, which opened in a Manhattan gallery last week, showed why Karfiol is famous in spite of himself.
Entering the gallery was like going outdoors on a balmy June day. Karfiol's nudes, flowers and landscapes all had the same warmth and freshness of tone,...
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