In Brooklyn, a survey of the resurrected French realists , thou shall die," the metaphysical poet John Donne once ex claimed in a transport of religious feeling, and one proof that he was right lies in the history of taste. In recent years, artists' reputations once thought to be buried for ever have been summoned to their resurrection by art-historical revisionism and the demands of the art market. Brandish ing their wormy palettes, these venerable shades mock the belief in linear progress that was once a byword of modernism. If anyone in 1960...
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