Among the oldest, most conservative of Manhattan art marts is the Knoedler Galleries. Last week its suave brown velvet walls burgeoned with weird birds, impossible flowers, strange writhing figures wrought from paint so thick that it seemed as much sculpture as painting. Art critics, society reporters and psychiatrists hurried over to see them for three reasons: Brilliant color and an unquestioned sense of design make them worthy of serious attention as works of art. They were painted by the third wife of wealthy Irving Ter Bush. Mrs. Bush insists that they are "automatic...
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