The big coup of the season on Manhattan's arty 57th Street was the first postwar show of new Picassos (TIME, Feb. 10). A small art dealer, Sam Kootz, had pulled it off. How had he done it? Crowed Kootz: he had softened up the hard-to-get master by showing him photographs of paintings by six young U.S. abstractionists in Kootz's stable.
As a turnabout, Kootz proudly arranged to show his U.S. abstractionists in Paris' swank Maeght gallery. This week the Paris show closed in a hurt hush. The critics had not been kind. Said the influential Arts: "Is this exhibition ... to show...
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