Coming from the old pornographer who has been monotonously celebrating himself for years in such tomes as Sexus, Nexus and Plexus, the report was an astonishing relief. "I've written everything I want to say," announced Henry Miller, 74at long last. From now on, said Miller as he opened a show of his fanciful watercolor paintings in Los Angeles' Westwood Art Association gallery, he will chase down his muse primarily with brushes. "It seems to me that the battle for freedom on the sex problem has been won," he proclaimed. Then, in a meditation that...
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