NOTHING, it seems, can stop the slow westward drift of Western art. Its center has passed inexorably, though with innumerable minor eddies, from Athens to Rome to Paris. Now it is shifting westward once again, to Manhattan.
Externally, Manhattan is still far from deserving its new dignity. Its lofty skyline, magically beautiful from a distance, is made up mostly of architectural eyesores. The city's die-straight thoroughfares have unparalleled sweep and grandeur, butsave for Central Parkthey lack sufficient stopping places for eye and feet, the attractive squares found everywhere in Paris. Finally, Manhattan...
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