WHEN French Painter Georges Braque walked into Pablo Picasso's cluttered Montmartre studio on the Rue Ravignan 49 years ago, he saw on the easel a painting unlike anything he had ever imagined. Said Picasso fiercely, "This is going to cause a big noise." And Picasso was right; his crosshatched galaxy of pink nudes, Demoiselles d'Avignon, ranks today as a turning point in art. But at the time, all that flabbergasted Georges Braque could say was, "You are trying to make us drink petrol in order to spit fire!"
The meeting in 1907 started one...
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