As a leading London art critic, Eric Newton has watched the rising tide of abstract art with a patient but critical eye. But, at 58, he is beginning to sound like a man whose patience has finally run out.
Writes Newton in the British journal, World Review: "The abstract artist . . . in his search for ultimate purity has achieved a kind of auto-castration, and in so doing he has made himself sterile. The forms and colors with which he 'animates' his canvas can never link themselves to his visual experience; they can only express his visual imagination. That thrilling orgasm...
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