Art: The Gamesman

Maurits Cornells Escher (rhymes with mesher) looks like an El Greco cardinal in modern mufti. A gaunt, stooped 56, he wears his white spade beard, sport jacket and grey flannels with the air of a severe fellow who knows what matches what. Odd yet precise matches are Escher's forte. An exhibition of his woodcuts and lithographs in Washington last week featured flights of birds set off against schools of fish, lizards spinning in polyhedrons through the night sky, eerie figures climbing both the top and bottom sides of stairs. His art, as clear and cold as snowflakes, had visitors seeing double...

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